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Until now, Sylas had refrained from scanning them. If he continued to do so in a situation like this one, he would be more than a little suspicious. At that point, they would wonder about what he was hiding.
The fact his scan had failed was enough for them to move him up a tier of confidence.
Both siblings turned back towards the rapidly approaching compound, and Bloom spoke.
"We will protect your safety."
"How?" Sylas asked, coming to a stop.
The two continued to rush forward.
"We are Level 9's, no one here can threaten us. Let's go."
Sylas' eyes narrowed. 'As expected, they don't know I saw their Level already. It seems I made a good decision not using Madness.'
After some hesitation, Sylas continued to rush after them. Maintaining his skepticism, he kept his kunai close to his body. Usually, they would be surging ahead to protect the two, but since they were supposedly going to protect his safety, he left it up to them and observed.
Bloom pulled her spear from her back and Mark's shield erupted with a surging light.
A group of special ops rushing out of the building were blown back by a shockwave.
Bloom pressed a foot into the ground, her body bending almost like a bow before she erupted with more speed than Sylas had ever seen from her.
Right then, he felt her Comprehension more clearly than ever before. The spear became like an extension of her arm, its blade controlled as deftly as her fingers.
The special ops didn't get the chance to stand from the ground. A single pierce struck their throats from afar, an odd, sharp, Aether energy curving through the skies like shooting stars beneath the night sky.
The duo were a pair of wrecking balls. They passed the baton back and forth seamlessly, each one taking a chance at the vanguard. Mark displaced the enemies, shattering their momentum, and Bloom dealt the killing blow every time.
Sylas really didn't have to do a thing. He followed after them like a child being babysat. There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation that managed to reach him. Other than the cool night breeze that blew through the blown-open, heavy metal doors, even his clothing wasn't ruffled.
It also made him realize something.
The Quest he had gotten that required defeating an expert 15 Levels above him… that was no joke at all.
He had begun to take skipping Levels to do battle for granted. But just yesterday he had almost lost his life to a Level 7, and now he was seeing the strength of a pair of Level 9's that weren't even rated at the FFF- grade.
Then there was the fact at Level 10, there was a qualitative change due to the addition of Classes. Whatever he was seeing here was probably just the tip of the iceberg of what was possible.
Sylas' thoughts shifted. '… I have to find a path for my Gene Crystal as soon as possible…'
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