Sylas tried to ask the Madness Key about what the hell had just happened, only for him to get a response he should have expected.
He couldn't afford it.
Of course not. The secrets of the Sanguara Race were tied to a super S-Grade Race. There was no way that he could possibly easily get information about them.
His best chance was information that he had gotten from questioning the Duchess. But these weren't things he had asked questions about.
Hindsight was 20-20; maybe he should have asked about the weaknesses of their Demon Races. But this wasn't normally a way that Sylas approached battle to begin with.
He had had no reason to think that a fist through the heart wouldn't kill them, as he hadn't put together just how closely tied these Demons were to the legends of Earth until recently.
Now, it was truly coming back to bite him.
'This is what happens when you get arrogant. Now look at you.'
