As though sensing all the Demerits Sylas had on his person all at once, the All-Seeing Eye thrummed with rage. But there was a sharp focus in Sylas' eyes this time that hadn't been there before.
He could see now.
He could well and truly see.
The strength of his eyes had reached a new tier of existence, and now he could do more than just look to a looming figure high in the skies like an ant looking at the sun from above…
He could feel it, observe it, understand it…
Was it only in small part? Yes.
But was it true nonetheless?
Without a doubt.
Sylas coughed up a mouthful of blood as his body felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer, but his grip on the Greed Seed didn't diminish. In fact, it grew harder.
He could feel that the crimson Eye was struggling behind him. Right now, the priority of the All-Seeing Eye seemed to have taken precedent, but Sylas could sense something…
Weakness.
