The bubble burst and Sylas calmly walked forward toward the next group, leaving the Skarzok lookalike and his handler in a bit of a daze. Even now, they weren't 100% certain of what had happened. It felt like they had just been trapped, only to be released moments later.
The perception of the D-tier was odd and twisted, like he couldn't grasp exactly what had happened. But even now, he didn't want to believe it.
No. It was impossible for an F-tier to do something like that to him. The only explanation was that someone was helping him, but that only made the D-tier all the more apprehensive.
If Sylas was getting that kind of help, then it wasn't up to him to interfere. He made his charge sit down in silence. And just like that, everyone else fell in line.
Sylas hid his fatigue behind his stoic face, satisfied with the outcome. He understood people. It didn't matter if they were alien Races or not. They were all the same at the end of the day.