"What the hell is that..." Khan mumbled, his eyes still locked onto the hut. The mixture of auras he was feeling was too wild and ridiculous, so much so that he wanted to see if he could pull his brain out from his skull and do a bit of maintenance and cleaning to see if he could get his senses to cooperate.
Because it didn’t feel like there was any real world he could possibly be a part of that allowed the chaos he was sensing right now.
From Ape, to Serpentes, and then to such chaos, right back to Ape, and Serpentes, only to land on something vaguely Scorpion—and yet now.
Then there was the poison, the density of it all hanging in the air, but it was also unlike any poison Khan had ever sensed.
Technically, it was poison, denoted by its deconstruction of Aether and the general aura of it all. But it felt like it touched on aspects of Spacetime, and then there was the lightning, destruction aspects of it. Yet, somehow all of that paled in comparison to what turned out to be the most shocking of it all...
A Will attack?
It was practically tearing even into his own Will, and he felt now more than ever just how indifferent Sylas’ Will was to those beneath the C-tier.
Gralith didn’t seem to know what was happening either... but just as the two were wondering what they should even be doing in this situation, Sylas stumbled out, his face pale and pulsing with some veins that looked almost too crimson, and some other veins that were practically pitch black.
"Holy... what happened to you?" Khan asked, his voice carrying hints of worry that didn’t quite compute to Sylas. Why would this man be so worried about someone he had only just met?
Gralith didn’t say anything, just looked at Sylas deeply.
"I need... the eyes... of a D-tier... with powerful... ocular abilities..."
Khan blinked, seemingly realizing now that all the veins ravaging Sylas’ body were coming from his eyes. Their gazes met briefly, and for a moment Gralith’s second disciple felt as though a palm was descending down from the skies, splitting the clouds and crushing mountains with its wind pressure alone.
Savage and undeniable, it seemed to desire to block out even Khan’s existence itself, crushing him in one fell swoop.
Khan’s gaze snapped away in an instant, his breath hitching for a moment. The shock in his eyes was evident, and for quite a while, he didn’t even know how to react.
Gralith saw this scene, but he didn’t seem to have the time to attend to Khan at the moment at all.
"And?" Gralith asked.
"Energy... large amounts... whatever you can muster..."
Gralith looked at Sylas for a moment and then nodded. Sylas didn’t know what that meant, but he also didn’t ask as he fell over.
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