Sylas vanished, and the Monkey King's staff passed through open space, or so it seemed. He had only just appeared in a distant space when the length of the staff naturally extended. But rather than experiencing every moment, it was like the staff had always been that long, appearing before Sylas with a speed that broke logic and reasoning.
A broken logic and reasoning that Sylas instantly understood with a glance.
His head tilted back, and the staff missed.
"Oh?"
The Monkey King pulled his staff back, his head tilting to one side. Most people wouldn't understand how you could dodge something that took no time at all to happen. But for Sylas, it was practically a matter of child's play, as though he had done it all his life.
