[h2][b][color=plum]Sylas[/color][/b][/h2]

He twirled the massive hammer of glass around, eventually bringing it to a rest against his right shoulder as he held onto it with only his right arm. Sylas appeared rather casual and comfortable, despite the weight of the weapon and how comical yet intimidating he looked. [b][color=plum]"But how am I going to get close enough to sink those ships without them noticing me..."[/color][/b] His left hand moved up to his chin, making sure that his pose reflected how deep into thought he was about the predicament. Sylas maintained the pose for a few seconds before tilting his head to the side and leaned back slightly. The timing, whether intended or not it was impossible to tell, was miraculous, moving just out of the way in the split-second before the female lieutenant fired her pistol at his head.

The bullet sailed past his face, the displaced air giving a slight breeze and causing his hair to ruffle slightly. But now he was facing the woman who declared he would die. [b][color=plum]"A sneak attack. First you take my vessel and then you attempt to take my life? When will the immorality end!?"[/color][/b] Sylas now completely rotated his body to face Hannah, simultaneously raising his left hand into the air to take a dramatic post. [b][color=plum]"Oh, right. It'll end in a moment."[/color][/b] His melodramatic pose was relented and his voice took a serious tone as he clenched his hammer in both hands. [b][color=plum]"Today will be the day the Navy regretted its offense against Shattering Sylas."[/color][/b]

Hannah likely felt the man she was tasked in killing was very strange and annoying by now. But the moment he ceased his dramatics the air around them began to change. With a surprisingly fast dash, Sylas closed the distance to put the lieutenant just within striking range of his massive hammer. Naturally he opened with his vertical smash, a blow to immediately crush her should she find herself unable to block or dodge. As well the power behind the blow was tremendous enough to shatter the hammer and the concrete they were standing on. Now wielding only a glass handle, something relatively useless in a fight, Sylas held onto it with one hand and used the other to adjust his glasses. [b][color=plum]"No Marine can stop me..."[/color][/b]