Sylas took a deep breath in as he appeared before the gate in what looked like a flashstep. His Aether whirled around him with a great sharpness, and suddenly black scales erupted across his skin.
<Psychedelic Punch>.
Basic Aetherflow rolled and rumbled.
BOOM!
The sudden attack rocked the night. The heavy gates trembled before they were suddenly blown off their hinges. Without the protection of a formation, the doors were just normal thick wood. Although it was impossible for Sylas to destroy them with his current strength, if it was just a matter of forcing their mechanisms to snap and fail…
He could do that ten times over.
The black scales vanished from Sylas, and the Basilisk King suddenly appeared by his side. They rushed forward together and unleashed a slaughter, killing five guards before they even knew what happened. Three more died simply due to the weight of the door falling on them from above.