Silas walked toward Sorus while using his skills. Fireballs, sharp darts, and lightning flew from his staff as he closed the distance between himself and the monster.
The ground trembled. Sorus emerged from the smoke and dust, screaming angrily as its head swung back and forth.
"How disrespectful of you to attack someone who's undergoing transformation!" Sorus said, repeatedly snapping his fangs.
Silas grinned. "I didn't know I had to wait for you."
The King of Centipedes laughed menacingly. "I hate that attitude of yours… It makes me want to tear that smile off your face. And wipe it, I will."
Sorus smiled as he retreated into the smoke, his form completely hidden. Silas frowned, his fingers repeatedly gripping his staff. He turned sharply as he heard the familiar sound of a hundred feet hitting the ground. He looked around and cast [Breathing Method]. Silas inhaled deeply, his eyes turning blue-gray as he used the air to recover his [Energy].
