BANG!
The arrow Sylas just dodged crashed into the ground. Or rather, into the mesh of roots.
The sounds of sizzling and popping only barely managed to reach his ears before Sylas' gaze blazed with fiery intent.
With every improvement to One Kind For Me, the visualization of the Beast Totem also became stronger and more shocking. However, Sylas wasn't using the Beast Totem as his visualization this time.
He was using the Slow Rune.
Ice crackled and popped around his fist, his hair dancing wildly as he punched out.
His fist seemed to be suppressed by something, almost as though it was trying to move through an icy storm. Veins popped along his forearm, his knuckles becoming covered by an icy sheen as he suddenly broke through that barrier.
BANG!
