The man didn't comment on anything in particular, instead beginning to speak about the Stroke, confusing Sylas somewhat.
"This Stroke is known as Kru."
Without missing a beat, he drew another line. This one was shorter than the first, and it was more vertical. Though, probably more accurately described as slanted.
"This Stroke is known as Zin… This is Vak… This is Tho… This is Gri… Shu… Dro… Mak… Tzu… Fen…"
Seemingly understanding what kind of student he was dealing with, the man's sleeve of darkness waved about faster as Sylas almost robotically copied his actions.
Every Stroke Sylas drew was the exact same as the man's, and they could have been perfect mirror images of one another if not for the fact they were even more perfect than that, being one to one comparisons.
