[Bonus chapters thanks to chronotitan <3]
Kairos' hair danced. In a flash, he was in front of Sylas.
His battle style had completely changed. His eyes became wide, his grin spreading so far his teeth seemed to line up with his ears. He threw an overhand punch that arced toward Sylas' face, and yet his face was so close to the ground it seemed like he might scrape his cheek along its rough exterior.
Sylas crossed his arms, his own expression the exact opposite. Rather than wild, it became an icy cold, so focused and indifferent the temperature seemed to drop around him, the world falling into slowing streaks of black and white.
He didn't need anything but the data it was reflecting back at him.
With a slight hop into the air, Sylas nullified Kairos' blow.
BANG.
He slid back, the tips of his toes grazing the ground.
Kairos' laughter filled the air. "GOOD!"
Chi.
