Sydney immediately realized the existence of her dimensional space and saw its vast area. It was an enormous space, the size of a football field. However, this was a skill, not a superpower, and could not be upgraded. The space could only expand if one's mental strength became strong enough.
The dimensional space was Clarissa's exclusive ability, so only Clarissa and Sylas received the full version. Other slaves, even if granted a dimensional space, would find its size significantly reduced. Despite this reduction, Sydney's dimensional space was still incredibly large.
Sydney stared at her dimensional space, utterly astonished. Initially, she had some regrets about agreeing to be Sylas's slave, but now, those regrets vanished.
Sylas smiled and said, "As long as you perform well, I will make sure you're well rewarded."
Sydney blinked, quickly understanding the implication. She flashed Sylas a charming smile and said softly, "Master, I will serve you well."
Sylas's eyes lit up. Impressive, as expected of Sydney. She was truly beautiful.
"That's the spirit," Sylas said with a smile, pulling out a bag of milk and a loaf of bread. "A reward for you."
Sydney's face lit up with joy as she took the bread from Sylas. She had been starving for so long that she wouldn't have considered becoming Sylas's slave otherwise.
Sylas sat beside Sydney without hesitation, pulling her into his arms. Sydney tensed up but soon relaxed, continuing to eat the bread and drink the milk quickly.
"Eat slowly. I'll give you a little bit now, and once you get used to it, I'll give you more," Sylas said with a smile. As he spoke, his hands roamed over Sydney's body. Her figure was stunning, and her skin was smooth and soft, making it hard for Sylas to keep his hands off her.
After Sydney finished eating, Sylas said to her, "Gather your personal belongings; we're leaving."
Sydney nodded and started placing her personal items into the dimensional space. It was her first time using it, so she was cautious. However, after a few tries, she became more adept, finding it easier to use.
Meanwhile, Sylas tested the effects of his telekinesis. The results were impressive. Sylas discovered that his telekinesis could reach up to thirty meters, with the energy consumption increasing with distance. The closer the object, the less energy it consumed.
The strength of the telekinesis was also notable. Sylas felt that his telekinesis could exert around three hundred pounds of force. He easily lifted the large sofa in the living room, which weighed over two hundred pounds. The power of the telekinesis was comparable to, if not greater than, Sylas's physical strength.
Feeling inspired, Sylas took out his katana. Using telekinesis, he made the katana levitate with a hum as it sprang from its sheath. The katana hovered around Sylas, moving under the control of his telekinesis.
"Go!" Sylas commanded, pointing at the cabinet. The katana flew forward and struck the cabinet with a powerful slash.
It was a solid wood cabinet, and the katana left a deep gash with a single strike. Telekinesis was impressive, but its destructive power wasn't as strong as Sylas had hoped. Compared to the fireball technique, the difference was even more pronounced. However, telekinesis had advantages that the fireball technique couldn't match, especially in terms of control and precision.
"Let's try it out on some zombies," Sylas thought.
After informing Sydney, Sylas headed out. The zombies outside had already been dealt with, and the building itself was clear of zombies. However, the lobby on the first floor still had many zombies.
Sylas took the elevator down to the lobby. Since he would be bringing Sydney back to the villa later, he decided to clear out the zombies in advance.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, the zombies in the lobby rushed towards the sound. Sylas raised his hand, and the katana, controlled by telekinesis, flew up and shot towards the nearest zombie. The katana sliced through the air, severing the zombie's head with a swift strike.
The katana continued its arc, beheading another zombie with precision. The three hundred pounds of force wasn't as powerful as the fireball's explosive might, but it was perfect for decapitating zombies. Each strike was accurate and effective.
Sylas also noticed that the zombies weren't attacking him. Since the katana was controlled by his telekinesis and not a direct attack from him, the zombies seemed unaware that he was the source of the attack.
This discovery made Sylas realize the strategic advantage of using telekinesis. He could attack from a distance without drawing attention to himself, making it an excellent tool for stealth and precision strikes.
Sylas controlled the katana, creating a river of blood among the zombies. These zombies were no match for Sylas. Although telekinesis lacked the power to deal with mutant zombies, it was extremely effective against regular zombies.
In a short time, Sylas had cleared the entire lobby of zombies.
"This is amazing!" Sylas exclaimed, looking at the zombie corpses scattered across the floor, feeling elated.