Sylas suddenly froze in place. It wasn't just him—practically the entire planet was suffering the exact same fate.
The vague outline of a crimson Eye and a sapphire Eye formed in the skies, pushing and bucking up against one another, but neither seemed capable of forming entirely.
Inwardly, Sylas shook his head. He didn't know how this was going to end, but what he did know was that he would certainly be caught in the middle of it.
He could only hope that the Eye of the modern system would protect him properly. Right now, he had a Progenitor Merit with it, while for the All-Seeing Eye… well, he wasn't exactly sure how wild his Demerits were with the Legendary System right now, but he knew for a fact that it was quite bad.
