Brant (2)

The military men and women were instantly put on high alert. But despite the roars for him to stop and identify himself, he hardly acknowledged them at all, and when he did, it was nothing more than a casual glance.

Brant was on high alert along with everyone else. He wasn't sure at first, but the closer Sylas got, the more certain he was…

He knew this man.

Suddenly, memories he had mostly repressed came back up. He remembered Sylas beating the life out of a Dungeon monster with nothing more than his fists. Then, he watched Sylas take on an entire team of elites and three Trolls, only to come out on top regardless.

Until now, Brant still hadn't seen a single person be anywhere near as powerful. It still somehow felt that Sylas was in a league of his own.

But that was only one aspect…

He hadn't been able to read Sylas' stats because his Mental was far too high. But he had heard his friends call him a very familiar name…

Sylas.