"There's only ten of them left. If we return to the village and they track us down, it'll be eleven versus ten. This is the best option." Sylas finished.
"You killed five?" Morgan did the math.
"Yes," Sylas replied coolly.
The entire group looked toward Sylas' back as they ran, feeling as though they had all run into a monster.
This wasn't the movies. Winning against one strong opponent was already impressive enough. You couldn't win against two unless you were at least 50% stronger than them both from their experience, let alone three or more. Was Sylas really one of them?
Olivia frowned, feeling that she had lost control of the situation. Sylas went and made such a huge decision on his own, and she was fairly certain that the field that disrupted their minds had come from him. Although there was also a large chance it came from the gnolls as well, her senses were sharp. She obviously didn't have just the
