Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter for 200 powerstones. Next at 400 :)]

The three of them were shocked and horrified, but Leonel and Aina had already acted once again. In as little as three breaths of time, three more planks of wood were flying toward them, scorching the air.

Finally, Joan reacted. With a wave of her pole, her knights stepped forward and stomped their feet as one.

Golden strings sprung from her flagless polearm, attaching to the heads of each of the knights and causing their auras to skyrocket.

A moment later, a thin and pale gold dome-like shield appeared in the path of the first fireball.

BANG!

The barrier shook and cracked, on the verge of collapse.

Nigelle quickly reacted, pulling his bow string and releasing three arrows that seemed to magically manifest in rapid succession.

The embers of the first fireball flashed and sprinkled down from the air, soon becoming a curtain the three energy arrows pierced through to collide with the next three balls of fire.

"Let's go." Leonel broke out into a run before the six attacks even collided.

"80% chance he uses the collision as cover for another energy attack. Shield."

Leonel's ears twitched, barely catching Reimond's words beneath the next cacophony of booms. The latter was practically whispering. If it wasn't for Leonel's sharp sense, he would have really missed it.

'Precognition? Prediction? Psychic?' Leonel frowned.

However, his steps didn't stop. Judging by the situation, this person seemed to think that Leonel wouldn't be able to hear him. Another thing was that he didn't have a method of communicating without speaking. As long as Leonel could continue applying pressure on him, even if he could guess his most likely course of action, he would only be able to take the optimal actions for himself. In that case, the impact of his ability would be severely limited.

Leonel's Force surged, pressing down on his left arm with the pressure of a mountain. It would be difficult to win this battle without his Force. However…

[Leonel Morales]

- partially nullified); Coordination: 1.15;

that this was

swinging her massive shimmering ax down and causing a beam

to flash by her once more, jumping

had successfully predicted Leonel's attack pattern. However, he soon

in his wake,

expected, the movements of Reimond's are more autonomous. They exist for the sole purpose of protecting him, and any combination

"Aina."

following closely behind. Hearing Leonel's voice, she flung forward

can create, but

especially since it had already blocked a percentage of

rapidly shifted from side to side, taking in everything about the barrier he was still leaping toward. His ability churned at full tilt, calculating madly

next instant, a familiar square plank of wood appeared before

'Undo…'

it was even a bit foolish to consider

there were a few greatly respected. Those that followed this discipline were known as Decriptionists. They had the ability to deconstruct any Force Art and see through their flaws. Those of this

Leonel wasn't such a person. It was just that he happened to realize that Force Art was simply a method

that case, couldn't those frequencies be

Even he wasn't aware of just how unfathomable the path he had stepped onto was, nor was Reimond aware that he would be the first to suffer under his

formed by Reimond's knights collapsed like a house of cards,

Leonel's spear shot forward with an unbelievable speed and pierced his throat. He pulled it back and

back another arrow, but before it made it to Leonel, Aina had already stepped forward. With

wore, he was able to find the tiniest crevices and the smallest openings to exploit, reaping their lives with a single strike

by. With another wave of her polearm, her knights moved forward

Reimond's knights. However, he

thought he saw an opportunity to strike one of them down, another would strike toward him at