Moose didn't even have much time to recover from the pain of Sylas' counter when he registered the words. There was just something about Sylas' careless disregard of his thoughts that made him looking and unfathomable in ways that only those far above his Tier had ever made Moose feel.
They both had the same starting position. In fact, it could be said that Moose's starting position was higher. The moment he tasted his first bit of Aether, he exploded with the kind of strength that he had only ever seen in comic books before.
Now, he was little more than an ant.
Sylas crouched down to the balls of his feet, pulling Moose's head up by his hair.
"Earth has quite a few secrets on it. I'm sure you believed you were special, but you're not. Whatever thoughts you have of turning this around, of changing your lot, I'd advise you forget it now. Otherwise, I will kill you. You have three seconds to make up your mind."
