Aetherflow.",
Momentum Shift.
The arrow that had just been flying straight abruptly took an inexplicably sharp 90-degree turn downward, finding Natalie's forehead before she could even take out the weapon she had been so carefully hiding.
Sylas only activated Aetherflow for a brief instant, and yet the arrows shattered into shards.
Natalie's head blew into pieces, but Alexia had been further away. The explosion hit her like a solid wave of air. As though a sledgehammer had rocked her, she flew backward, falling onto the grass with a heavy thud.
Sylas finally stepped out of the clearing of trees and into the marshy lands. His green irises glowed beneath the cool night air as he suddenly accelerated, his 100 Speed on full display as he closed the distance.
He almost seemed to fly, closing the distance on Alexia before she could even gather herself from the ground. A distance that had been less than 20 meters to begin with felt like a matter of four or five steps for him.
These people had equipment that was likely beyond most of what he had seen until now. He couldn't give them any quarter.
BANG!
His fist shattered her skull, forcing her body to rebound against the ground.
Blood splattered and flew under Rakk's shocked gaze.
Natalie was one of his elites. His entire team, in general, was among the cream of the crop.
What Sylas hadn't realized just yet was that the F- to FFF+ ratings given to beasts and humanoids alike were, much like stats, relative. It measured how good you were in relation to all humans. It was a ranking that would shift every day if you happened to fall behind or improve.
An FFF- like Natalie placed her in at least the 90th Percentile of humans. But she was killed in an instant.
Unless Rakk set his trolls on her, it was impossible for him to do the same.
Who was this man?
Sylas didn't give Rakk the time to figure it out. In his clear vision, he could see the subtle lines of Aether connecting Rakk and the trolls. He had already come to understand that this man was the mastermind of everything. So long as he killed him, everything would be over.
The Mentals of these trolls were so poor that there were any number of ways to defeat them without his direction.
Seeing how fast Sylas was closing the speed, Rakk frowned.
"Leave the barrier to the trolls. Everyone together!" Rakk ordered just as Sylas' fists began to glow.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
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