Sylas suddenly tilted his head to the side as an arrow of emerald suddenly formed and shot toward him. It was so fast that had he not acted before his reflexes told him to, he would have already lost his head.
To his side, Salivar reached out a hand and caught it from the air, shattering it to pieces.
"You're still alive?" Salivar asked with a toothy grin. "Interesting. Stay alive, then. I'd love to take your head for myself."
BANG.
With a stomp of his foot, he shot out, entering the maze so fast that in a breath of time, he was already gone.
Sylas' eyes narrowed. Salivar was powerful—truly powerful, even as an F-tier.
Of course, this wasn't perfect. There was no way that Salivar wasn't benefitting, at least in part, from being an E-tier as well. But Sylas couldn't rush this.
Before he had come, he had also studied all the variations on the Seeing Eye Guild's methods of testing. This test, the Emerald Maze, was quite straightforward.
