Sylas' routine was more than just dull. His battle style was becoming more and more stripped down, so even when he was awake it was quite bland to watch.
Yet, they couldn't take their eyes off of him.
They were all looking for something—a limit, a weakness, a chink in the armor. But no matter how long they observed, that other foot didn't seem to be dropping.
Sylas improved faster than the waves could, and subtly, they were beginning to notice his telekinesis also becoming a sharper and better part of his combat style.
Every one of these things they saw was shocking to an extreme. But the problem was that after realizing that Sylas was a Perfect Spark Master, everything else just felt pale in comparison.
