Failed to Analyze [Bonus]

Sylas gasped for breath at the top of the stairs, his eyes bloodshot and his heart practically beating out of his chest. He felt like there was a scorching heat ripping through his throat and his veins were completely on fire.

Lolaleen cast a healing support Skill on him to help him rejuvenate, and it was only then that some of that scorching pain was weakened somewhat.

All the way up the stairs, Sylas hadn't commanded Lolaleen to act once because he was saving it. Now stuck in a familiar bubble, it was only right that he benefit from his enslavement contract.

Taking deep breaths, Sylas hurriedly sat down. Maybe he had pushed himself too hard because there wasn't anyone here either. It was clear that he was the first to arrive once again.

Regardless, this was the only leisure time he'd have, so he needed to take advantage quickly.

He pulled out Sergan's corpse, inwardly crossing his fingers.