Every time Sylas set out, he would pick an island of rock and aim for it. Though his Aether was in a good place, he didn't want to be complacent.
He had been kicked down enough by this new world to know that caution should be the name of the game.
So, regardless of how effective
As time passed, the worries on Sylas's mind grew.
In the Madness Key, he had more than enough beast carcasses to feed himself. He even had the spatial water bottle he had bought the first time he set off to the Basilisk Dungeon.
Unfortunately, he couldn't use either.