Ekear looked toward Sylas with a rare look of focus in his eyes. The laziness he usually sported disappeared, replaced by an earnest expression.
He didn't speak, but the words he wanted to speak were clear enough.
'Can you do it?'
Sylas didn't reply to the implied question, his mind flickering with several thoughts. He wasn't sure.
It was one thing to place so high in the F-tier; it was another matter entirely to repeat the same feat in the E-tier. Those existences would be on a completely different level, and he had yet to begin building his Foundation.
Even if he had, there was no way he would carelessly enter the E-tier now—not when it would cost him Primus Imperium. Too many of his plans with Cassarae hinged on their Legendary City Stele working, and it would only do so if he was a Primus Imperium.
But placing so high with the strength of an F-tier against E-tiers of B+ Races when their F-tiers were already such a challenge…
