Sylas' punch came fast and sudden, sharp and ruthless.
Moose had a violent change in expression as he hurriedly punched out as well, but his mind was whirling with the horror of it all.
This wasn't a normal battle, not by any means. Sylas was over 20 meters in the air. Moose simply didn't have any easy way to target him at all.
And yet, his fists were practically like they were right in front of his eyes.
BANG!
Moose was sent flying.
'He actually defended decently with his stats cut in half. Not bad.'
The Violet Rose Peacock shook beneath Sylas' feet and then vanished into a slithering vine that wrapped up his leg.
'Interesting…'
Sylas was only half paying attention to Moose. The other half of his attention had been on the peacock because he had realized something interesting.