Sylas watched as the Clypsians vanished before his gaze became sharp.
Was it a suicide mission? Not exactly. But it wasn't far from one either. There was a reason he wasn't going to participate.
That said, he also wouldn't give them no chance of surviving either. He wasn't avoiding the situation because he was cowardly, but because he had another method to help, one that would hopefully increase the chances of success substantially.
With a pivot of his foot, he shot deeper into the dungeon.
…
They had already been locked away on the deepest level. To make it any deeper, it was actually necessary to dig through the foundation of the dungeon—at least that was what it seemed like.
But from Sylas' understanding, there was no way such a large structure would be made without giving it some sort of access patch for maintenance and things of the like.
During his scan of the Runes, though, Sylas found that he couldn't easily spot where this access patch was, which was odd.
