Dimensional Descent

Leonel's eyes flashed open.

His reaction was impossibly quick. With swift movements, he darted to the back of the shuttle, swooped Aina up, and jumped from the opposing door.

Their free fall would have led to the deaths of even evolved humans who had awakened their abilities. After all, the shuttle had a maximum elevation of 20 meters from the ground. But, Leonel was prepared.

"Aina, your rope."

Even as the fell from the skies, Leonel's gaze held a hidden sharpness. Falling from a tall height? That was what he feared the least. How many times had he done this exact same thing just on a single journey to school?

With a heavy boom, Leonel landed on a fallen building. Due to his preparedness, the fall was barely five meters.

At that time, the tentacle viciously whipped against the shuttle, crumbling an entire side of it with unstoppable momentum.

Leonel's pupils constricted.

As though a ball accepting the swing of a bat, the shuttle deformed and rocketed away at a speed almost faster than its forward momentum.

Leonel felt his teeth getting itchy. What the hell kind of power is this? If he assumed the shuttle weighed a few tons, that was still a vast underestimation. If that was taken into account with its forward impetus... Just how much strength did it take to make it deviate like that?

Luckily, the forward momentum wasn't entirely disrupted. The shuttle spun and flew into the distance, missing Leonel and Aina by a large measure.

It was only now that Leonel got a good glance at just what had attacked them.

The tentacle was massive. Just the portion Leonel could see was over 20 meters in length. The rest of it was hidden behind the building it had attacked from the back of. However, this alone was enough to make Leonel's heart quake.

A strong fishy smell came from it, marring the air with a combination of a salty sea smell and a disgusting, rotting odor. A sticky, viscous liquid dripped, hitting the ground in intermittent intervals.

Every inch of the bottom of the tentacle was filled with suction cups. They were each more than double or even triple the size of Leonel's head. They all vibrated in a rhythm that made it seem like they were breathing. And, judging by the destruction they caused to the shuttle... they definitely weren't as soft as they seemed either.

was deafening. Even the buildings

Leonel, making him feel as though his skin would be burnt to

same rope they had made use of to climb the castle walls in

at times, how could Aina's petite figure do anything to stop him anymore? In fact, he only barely felt the weight of her family Heirloom that was now strapped to

in the shuttle, which also means that

it ultimately means that it locked onto us using my Force as a guide. Which means its likely uncertain of our exact location now that

as quickly as it formed just now, he still managed to recover a bit '” about 40%. He now knew that the recovery of spirit wasn't uniform. He could recover it much quicker when he was fatigued, but the recovery became slower

long as his spirit wasn't below 20% recovery, he wouldn't feel lethargic and his ability could work without

At the moment, the only things in his hands were the primitive spear and the

to look back to know that whatever monster that thing was had definitely knocked the building in its way over to get to the

his shoulder. Even if he did, with Aina's body and her

SSSKKKKRRRRREEEEEE

could feel the muscles in his body madly heating up, but he had no mind to pay to them. He focused entirely on increasing his efficiency, on tapping into the mind of the primitive

out that its prey had escaped. If he

are

forward. Its legs were far too small in proportion to its figure, making it look like

didn't want to waste them on an A-grade Invalid.

ax." Aina

agreed to the suggestion without hesitation. He put the primitive spear away into his spatial bracelet, accepting the ax Aina handed

Though he didn't think much of it, Aina's eyes

to suppress it so that

was more than ten times heavier in his hands than it was in Aina's. In addition, it wouldn't smoothly accept his Force either, or why else would Aina defeat him so easily without

Brazinger Clan's Heirloom didn't resist Leonel in the

were only two explanations. Either it trusted Leonel unconditionally or it had accepted him as its inheritor just like it had Aina.

only one explanation: it meant that

when

vibrated as one. His expression remained calm, almost cold. He was completely unlike the primitive man who loved battle.

raising its