Sylas didn't know who sent Wrath here, but it didn't matter. They were just as trash as this puppet.
The disadvantages a Madness Disciple had were innumerable, but the number of advantages they had were even greater. If you couldn't take advantage of them, what else would you be if not trash?
Being chosen by the Madness Key already made you a talent. To become the actual mantle holder of your Path made you even greater than that.
To end up in the hands of someone else… Sylas didn't even feel pity. He just found it to be ridiculous.
But like he had said, the person who sent Wrath was just as foolish.
The moment Sylas saw the chains that surrounded Wrath, he understood why it was he was so weak.
Whoever had trapped Wrath had somehow learned how to use the Scorned Wraps against Wrath. Essentially, Wrath was in a perpetual state of fighting back against his own Scorned Wraps.
