Sylas stared at "OTHER" for a very long while.
Something told him that this has been tampered with as well. He had no proof other than his own gut feeling. But that alone made him want to click on it.
'Other…'
Instead of reacting on instinct, Sylas weighed his options once again.
The Gene Class of an E-Grade Race was phenomenal. Gene Classes weren't just granted, they had to be earned like any other Class did. But because they were perfectly tailored to your own set of Genes, it was hard to describe the sort of boost you would get in just a few words.
It was akin to a perfect synergy. The Effectiveness of everything one did would be on another level, making your stats simply worth more pound for pound.
The value of rising to the E-Grade soon after, especially with such a threat looming overhead, was also too enticing.
And then there was "OTHER".
