[Bonus chapter thanks to CircleO. If only you guys put this much effort into finding the clit, you wouldn't have to bother me this much. I hate you all]
This time, Salivar didn't roar out the words. It was quiet and unassuming, much like the void itself—so silent in its formation that it was like it had always been there…
Because it truly had always been there.
He didn't think that Sylas would force him to use such a thing even in the E-tier, but maybe he should have. This F-tier was truly unlike any other he had met.
Salivar could only admit that if he had been an F-tier, he wouldn't have stood a single chance. In fact, if not for his experience as an E-tier, even their last battle wouldn't have ended so favorably for him.
That was an amusing thought to have when he had, quite literally, died during that very battle. But that just went to show just how powerful Sylas was.
He was an opponent worthy of respect.
