'I don't think I can control a second dagger with this level of fluidity… at least not without increasing my Wisdom more. But I will be able to soon.'
Sylas lowered his leg, feeling content with just the one dagger for now. With this unequip-able Scorned Wraps on his hand, he was highly limited. Telekinesis would have to bridge that lack of ability for him.
With that completed, Sylas wanted to turn his attention back to the Common Art Enthusiast Title, but a commotion caused his ears to twitch first.
He rushed out of the tent to find militiamen shouting out warnings.
The tent that the Quest takers were lodged in was close to the gate, so Sylas saw it immediately. Not that it would have mattered, considering the fact the village was about 50 meters from end to end. He would have definitely seen it, anyway.
