Sylas sensed a presence moving in his direction.
He immediately stopped pumping the fuel from the underground fuel tank.
He slowly stood up straight, his senses alert. Everything around him was silent. The presence he sensed was coming toward him, but there was no noise.
To be able to approach him without making a sound was not something a normal creature would be capable of. If his senses were not sharp enough, he would have been caught off guard.
Within a minute, Sylas finally saw a pair of eyes emerge in the darkness. They were glowing golden. Then, Sylas saw its full body.
"A lynx? No, it should be a mutated cat," Sylas thought when he saw the creature.
The cat's fur was black in color, blending completely into the darkness. Its body was larger than that of a normal cat. Its gait was light as it slowly approached Sylas, its eyes fixed on him.
The mutated cat suddenly stopped advancing and lowered its body slightly.
Both Sylas and the mutated cat locked eyes.
