Chapter 1253: Prince
Sylas’ eyes narrowed.
This was well in line with the culture of Demons. What he didn’t expect was that the flames of the Scorned Wrap would actually mean something to the Blazara.
Just like that, a huge segment of his enemies was gone, and the pressure lessened considerably. The Serpentes that had been fighting the Blazara swarmed to other locations, increasing the pressure severalfold.
No, it was worse than a huge segment. Other than the Ghorath, the Blazara were the largest fighting group here. They were of equal power to the Ghorath and had more numbers as well.
Now that they were gone, the abilities of the Noble Demons to defend themselves had plummeted to near zero.
Sylas didn’t bother to ask the little girl about this. He already knew that he couldn’t afford it, but he slotted this information to the back of his mind. His head slowly turned toward Prince.
Black scales rippled across his body, golden slit pupils staring down the largest threat he felt here.
The Duke had left Prince behind for a reason. And unlike with the Duke, Sylas didn’t know the True Name of his Sanguara. On top of that, he needed to find a way to preserve his own combat prowess for the battle that was still yet to come.
The Sanguara were stamina Demons. While it seemed like their greatest asset was now the Duchess’ speed and strength, it was actually their regeneration abilities. The fact that they could heal from wounds was the least of the problems. It was the fact this regeneration was almost certainly deeper than being just a healing factor.
They didn’t tire, they didn’t fatigue, they didn’t need sleep.
They were Immortals in the truest sense, and they were Sylas’ greatest challenge here.