Sylas felt the Will of Sloth immediately, dense enough that there was no mistaking what had just rolled across the Beast Heaven. The yawn carried more than sound, its pressure spreading through the surrounding stars with an oppressive laziness that seemed intent on convincing everything it touched that movement itself was unnecessary. Yet that wasn't what made Sylas' eyes narrow.
There was a tether.
His perception had changed in ways that were becoming increasingly difficult to separate from Rune Mastery itself, and the line of Will stretching through the distance stood out to him almost as clearly as an exposed Rune.
Will Manifestation, Will Smithing, Will Mastery, and even Will Priming were all concepts Sylas had understood before, but understanding their existence and understanding how they fit together were two entirely different matters.
Only after grasping what the Seeds represented had the larger structure finally clicked into place.
