[I hope both sides of your pillow are warm tonight, Chronotitan
Sylas couldn't help but fall into thought.
This deduction of his made sense, but it still felt so… well, it was almost unfair in an enticing way, the sort of way that made him want to figure out a method of doing it personally.
His thoughts couldn't help but flicker to the Gluttony Seed, and thoughts began to flourish in his mind.
'Would that work?'
Sylas stood, ignoring his rewards for a moment as he began to pace back and forth. He didn't even notice just how much his speed had increased, the world warping around him as a single step was worth many more.
And then he came back.
Sylas didn't think himself to be much of a pacer, but the improvements to his body made it hard for him to sit in one spot for much longer, so he chose this path—not realizing just how much of an effect his body alone was having on the Runes around him.
