Sylas' eyes shot open, his mind on the highest alert. But feeling a familiar presence keeping an eye out around him, he slowly calmed down.
The rest of what happened felt like a blur to him, and honestly, it was a bit crazy that he had trusted himself to sign a contract in that state in the first place. But it was necessary.
He had to apply the pressure right then and there. Allowing them time to think and consider things wouldn't work. It would give them time to equivocate and make excuses. He didn't have the time for that.
Now, though, the Golden Grove was under his control for at least the next ten years.
Unfortunately, that didn't mean he would have free reign in Skai 11331 Galaxy for the same reason so many had been smited by the system's eye in the first place. But Sylas had accomplished so much with the limited resources of Earth. How much would he accomplish now?
