Dimensional Descent

Leonel's speed was beyond the limits of a mortal. However, with his experience in martial arts, Damian realized that it wasn't as simple as pure pace. There was something odd about the rhythm of Leonel's steps that made him seem even faster than he was, as though he was approaching from all sorts of impossible angles at once.

'How is this possible? I've immersed myself in martial arts for decades, why can't I match up against a little boy?!'

Damian roared in his mind, but he realized that he couldn't allow this to continue in this fashion and for so long at that. However, what he didn't know was that Leonel was disappointed by his performance.

'I'm still missing something, she was far better than this.'

However, as soon as this calculative thought appeared in Leonel's mind, it was thrown out. This wasn't because it was wrong, but rather because he was pissed.

First this Slayer Legion was incompetent to the point they rated his ability within the D-grade. Then he was targeted by one of their Captains without reason. To make matters worse, that captain had actually tried to kill him.

All of this was already enough to push someone to the edge. But, as though they wanted to make sure he was aware of just how worthless this organization was, this prick had appeared and actually mentioned something about teaching him a lesson in place of his father?

In what felt like the blink of an eye Leonel had appeared before Damian, his body sinking into a low crouch that concentrated all the torque of his hips toward the ground and rebounded it back up toward his piercing rod.

It was a beautiful synchronization of the primitive man's body control and the primitive woman's speed.

Damian fell back, a fluid pillar of earth appearing before him and Leonel.

As though expecting this, Leonel's steps shifted. His body flitted across the air, leaving shadows in the wake as his slid to Damian's side, only to find another wall of earth waiting for him.

to move them, he's sacrificing the sturdiness of the earth. But since he can't manipulate material without negatively influencing its rigidity, how is it that

it. Who knew if this was Damian's ploy? If he entered the seemingly fluid earth and Damian solidified

a headache trying to deal with

arms weren't broken to the point of suffering a clean snap, but there were most definitely several fractures. Regardless,

this state, he couldn't use weapons. And, even if he could, he didn't want to draw a gun on Leonel lest he accidentally kill

find a wall of fluid earth blocking his

'Not good.'

forward with everything he had. At this point, even Damian was caught off guard. He had thought that Leonel would continue to run, trying to

lose his life

escape. But, if it was ten times that, Leonel would

didn't have another way to escape, but between the two options, Leonel's calculative

At that moment, the land Leonel was running on suddenly began to

thought of this possibility, Leonel's expression didn't

thought, his soles glowed green once more as he stamped

Leonel hadn't jumped high into the air before using his treasure shoes this time, so their effect was extremely

earth after judging Leonel's landing location. But, he suddenly

the air, shouldn't have been able to change his direction at all. By all rights, it should have been impossible. But, in that moment, another green light flashed from Leonel's other shoe and he suddenly took a sharp

happened when Leonel had shot through a

trying to quickly close them down into a cage. But, it

foot slammed into his chest, pushing him to the ground. Damian's vision spun and by the time he could see again, he felt a cold rod pressing against his