Sylas exhaled heavy breaths.
This was the third temple, and they all ended the same, the challenges likewise all being identical. But they were getting tougher.
The difference was marginal, but Sylas could feel it. It seemed that the longer he allowed these temples to stick around, the more difficult they became to clear.
The challenge might be cut from the same template, but the difficulty was not.
Luckily, he was only getting better at clearing them.
He was getting the hang of Extricating their Dogon Blood Essence in the midst of battle. His sense toward it was becoming sharper. By the time he got to the last few battles, it only took him three exchanges before he sensed it and ripped it out of the bodies of his target.
By now, he had 111 droplets of Dogon Blood Essence and he had yet to have to use any of it.
…
Sylas stepped out of the third temple, and the same scene replayed itself. The temple shrank down until it was nothing but motes of energy.
