BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
A trio of explosions shot out from Sylas' back, each one larger than the last. They formed a cone of increasing destruction, collapsing the winds and the air, twisting the space that lay in their wake, and even shattering Sylas' eardrums.
'What a… complex Aether…'
Sylas had understood the golden lightning the moment he saw it. But that crimson, blood-like Aether… it was almost too complicated.
His own Glassvolt Aether could be said to be quite complicated. It was a fusion of Sand, Ice, and a sprinkle of Spacetime. Originally, it started as Ice, then gained hints of Wood, before evolving to Sand. As for Spacetime, it had been there from the start, as Sylas had carefully selected the path himself.
To make things even more complicated, it seemed to carry aspects of Poison and a unique Will as well. None of this even mentioned the Volt or Lightning aspects.
