Sylas became unprecedentedly serious. He could feel the spine-tingling danger, but he had already made a decision in the volcano that day.
He turned back and leapt up the wall using his kunai. He knew that this night was destined not to be a short one.
His mind was already surging with thoughts, wondering if he should be making a break for Lucius' City or not.
It was quite a distance away, and even if he was at 100% and truly desperate, it would take him over half an hour.
Considering how casual that man was being, he was definitely confident in catching Sylas long before that. And Sylas had already felt the probe on his mind. While he couldn't even see the man's Grade, it was likely that all of his stats had been seen through, maybe even in detail.
The only surprises he would have in store were his Skills and potentially his Madness. He truly had no idea if he could hold out.
However, the more he thought about it, the colder his gaze became.
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How lucky of him to get an opportunity to do just that days later?
Something stirred in Sylas, but he was much too focused to notice. He leapt over the other side of the wall, rushing away into the night at his fastest speed given his injured state. He knew that there was a true monster on his tail.
At the same time, he knew that he had stumbled into something odd.
Why would there be a human in a pig demon village? It seemed that his skin was blue, but Sylas had already realized that this was only because his Aether was actually thrumming with life, likely because of a Skill he activated that Sylas couldn't see through.
Something was going on.
Sylas pulled out an Elixir and downed it. Ignoring the ramifications, he took out a second healing Elixir in quick succession, chugging it as well.
A violent warmth rippled through his body.
He knew he wouldn't have enough time to heal to the point of being able to use Fusion. He could only hope to get his body back in shape just the slightest bit.
And since he knew trying to hide his tracks was likely equally as worthless, he activated <Maddened Enlightenment> to its fullest extent, greedily swallowing up the Aether in the surroundings and replenishing his mind.
All the while, he never stopped sprinting forward at his fastest speed.
...
Azrael leisurely walked forward, stopping by the fallen outpost before giving a glance toward where Sylas had gone. He truly seemed unhurried and unbothered by it all.
Pig demons rushed toward the location, but when they saw him, they all froze and then bowed in deference.
Soon, he was given a report of what happened and some of Sylas' Skills. With a curt nod, he waved them away, then leapt over the walls with his hands clasped behind his back.
It seemed he would have to go hunting today.
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