Sylas' appearance was abrupt and sudden, falling down from the skies above with the momentum of someone who, quite frankly, didn't seem to care very much about his life.
The power of the world around him was quite substantial, so the pressure should have been quite substantial as well. But not only did he deal with it, he gave up even more safety than he should have otherwise for the sake of more speed, making things all the more ridiculous.
However, as powerful as the world of Florineth was… Sylas was no longer a normal man, not by a long stretch.
He was a D-Grade Race Human Simoid.
Almost the instant Sylas appeared, it felt like all the attention in the world had focused on him, but it wasn't just a matter of Cassarae, or even the two women in the distance, or the world itself, but also the two eyes in the skies.
