[Bonus chapters thanks to chronotitan <3]
Sylas' horns arched out from his forehead, blooming in a deep black and pulsing with waves of power. His body stood tall and in control.
He reached out a palm, his scythe taking shape in a sudden pulse of Runes. The Death Seal vanished from beneath him, the Life Seal expanding with waves of undulating might.
Kairos didn't seem to be in a rush to do much of anything, but even as he watched, his neck cracking, something within him seemed to be building.
Around his feet, a subtle ring of golden cloud had begun to form, and yet, rather than being slow and languid, it almost moved like a calm gust of wind. It expanded and expanded until it vanished, but then another formed after it, and then another after that.
