The feeling of danger locked onto Sylas again. He could feel it as though it was coming from all sides and yet nowhere all at once. The pressure was such that he felt like he might suffocate at any moment.
His gaze flashed, a deep green light flying out from their depths almost like beams. The pressure was pierced through, and a cold sweat matted his back.
He realized at that moment that the danger he was feeling was a psychological tactic, but it felt so real that he couldn't break free of it easily.
'This Vorthyx is on the same talent level as Nosphaleen… the difference being that he's Level 9 while Nosphaleen is only Level 5, and the gap shows…'
Sylas had a hard time breaking free of Nosphaleen's coercion easily, and despite the distance between himself and Vorthyx, this was the second time he had made him think that a false danger was, in reality, a real one.
