Sylas' pupils constricted into pinholes. He couldn't understand how this construct was talking, at least not immediately.
Ultimately, the answer could only really be one thing…
Will.
When he used Champion Will, that gaze had sensed him—a gaze he still didn't understand to this day.
But when he had formed his Lineage as it currently was, the Monkey King had also appeared. He had seen its smile, its grin.
This time, however, Sylas wasn't just learning from it; he was actively taking from it.
The Emperor Sanctum had a representation of the Monkey King in their halls now because of Sylas. Now, Sylas wasn't just learning from the Monkey King—he was taking from its lineage, its dynasty, to strengthen something else for his own goals.
That wasn't something you could just gloss over as easily as before.
And now, this Mirror Dungeon was doing so again. Taking from the Monkey King to strengthen itself.
If a fly kept buzzing at your face, wouldn't you come and smash it to nothingness?
