Chapter 1339: One More
Sylas stood there, Old Brama’s smoking laser gun by the side of his head as a newcomer made his way out.
He was shorter than the man, but only barely. He carried the same look, the same feel, that pale skin flickering beneath the sunlight as though a glossy, greyed mirror.
Not far behind him, though, another appeared. Unlike the first two, this one wore a scowl on his face as though he was looking for someone.
"I can smell the scorpion on you. Where is she?"
Sylas ignored him. Turning around, he stepped into the skies, walking across it as though it were flat land until he landed on a familiar platform.
...
"It’s that son of a bitch," Gwenu growled from within the ground and would have leapt out of Khan’s control if he wasn’t ready.
"Can you relax, please? That’s the most powerful E-tier I’ve ever sensed in my life. You think going over there in your state is going to end well?"
"Let me at him, he won’t last a move."
"Yeah? Is that why you ran away with your tail between your legs?"
"If that’s what happened, why do you think he looks so pissed? Fuck you!"
The banter of the two was completely drowned out by the sound of the crowd.