Dimensional Descent

"No!"

Leonel shook himself awake, dragging up what reserve strength he had managed to regain while allowing Aina to lead to swoop her into his arms. He tried to cover Aina completely, hoping that her ax could block the rest of the attack.

BOOM!

Pain like nothing Leonel had ever felt in his life before assaulted his body. Without suspense, he was sent flying. He couldn't even tell up from down anymore, let alone telling just how far it was he had flown.

The Quasi Bronze chain necklace on his neck splintered. It was just a tiny crack, but it came with a sound almost as loud as the bomb itself. Or, maybe Leonel's sense of sound had just been completely thrown off as well. He really couldn't tell.

"Aina? Aina!"

Leonel roared, barely able to hear his own voice. Only after shouting with all he had did he faintly hear himself.

Aina's state was far more sorry than his own. He had tried his best to cover her back while her ax had covered much of her front, but her legs and some of her arms had been completely exposed.

Leonel's blurry vision teared up when he saw her, a lump quickly swelling in his throat.

Her legs had been charred beyond recognition. What was once delicate, fair skin was blackened beyond recognition. It was so bad that she didn't even bleed, even her blood itself seemed to have burnt to ash.

Her arms were in a slightly better situation, but this somehow made it more gruesome. Severe burns of the fourth degree almost exposed her bones. Her flesh bubbled almost like water, producing a scene that made one's stomach upturn.

Leonel's knees and palms surrounded her almost like a mother protecting her cubs. He wanted to scream and roar, but his inner organs didn't seem to want to allow that.

Blood leaked from his orifices, partially obscured by the soot and grime that coated his body.

Leonel quickly shuffled around in his pockets. When he found the bracelet he was looking for, he slipped it onto Aina's wrist as gently as he could.

Regret filled his heart.

'I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid. I should have given it to her earlier. Why didn't I give it to her earlier?'

He felt as though something was clawing at his chest and eating his flesh.

Tier 4 Black treasure, but since it was one time use, it was countless times more powerful than other treasures of its tier. He chose it just for Aina, so that he could protect her and help

he saw her kill Conrad like that, he began to question everything. Even after he learned that she had killed Conrad for the sake

even he, himself, could put into words. But, there was always a piece of himself that remained restrained, a part of him that couldn't accept her. So... He never gave her the bracelet he saw as the symbol

Regret was seeping

the pain of his inner organs. He could hardly hear it himself, but

"Fire."

such a good treasure

sadistic. He remembered Leonel's voice when

had been meaningless to him. Watching Leonel suffer like this after humiliating him like that made him the

that whore will die without repaying the family for the genes she was given. But, so

was drowned

BOOM!

as he slammed into something heavy. His vision was too blurred to see where he was, he could only barely tell with his Internal Sight. The only thing he knew

"Li..."

of another treasure. The gem of the bracelet he had just slipped onto Aina's hand fractured and dimmed, falling from its

was trying to say his name,

"Little fool... Take it."

after his senses were barely half recovered that he realized it was Aina

and his chest. No, it looked too much like a piece of fabric to be called paper. However, all Leonel could see was Aina's hand.

ke you to... an... other... world. I've al... ready vet... ted it...

flickered, his throat

once more

blown too close to the walls. If we shoot again, we'll compromise the safety of the Fort. Some Invalids have already been attracted

He was already horrified by Miles' actions. Now that he had found such a good excuse, he had to make

just build another wall." Miles said

of time. They could easily do it again.

another official stepped

wall were all from emergency stores in case of a Class 9: Red event like this one. They've been used up already and we won't have the technology or safety to mine such ores again in the

their breaths, waiting for the Junior Governor Duke's

Send all

all sighed breaths of

the Junior Governor Duke! Send