Dimensional Descent

Leonel was likely the first to realize the problem, but he most definitely wasn't the only one. In the recent battle, many of the youths had displayed some level of Force manipulation, whether small or big. There was no doubt they knew exactly what the geyser in the distance was.

'This isn't good….'

Not only would this geyser cause the island to be quickly surrounded by aquatic creatures, but there wasn't any guarantee that these creatures wouldn't come inland as well. It was wishful thinking to hope that they wouldn't. Leonel had already learned that lesson once before.

'The only way is to quickly stop that thing.'

After making this decision, Leonel aimed his pistol at the fish corpse beneath his feet, powering it with lethal Light Elemental Force, and firing.

His sudden action caused many who had been paling under the stress of the sudden change of events to whip their heads toward him. However, by then, Leonel's purpose had already been accomplished.

He had perfectly aimed his shot toward a vulnerable point between the scales of the coy fish, causing them to bend at that point. Then, he reached down and pulled up with all his might, ripping the scales free from the dead beast's body.

He worked quickly. In what felt like the blink of an eye, he had already pulled off over ten beautiful blue scales, each of which was over a foot in length and about half of that in width.

having stored them all

suggest we put aside petty disputes for now and head over there.

calm voice had a magnetic appeal to the youths around him. They couldn't help

there?

be of one mind. Where there were those with one thought, there would always be those

with Leonel, he hadn't spoken out of spite. Instead, he spoke on instinct. How could that place not

and they all very clearly realized that they couldn't do anything to it. If it wasn't for

obvious to them that there was likely more than one such creature like this here. And, this also explained the scarcity of beasts as well. If they linked all of these points together… there

possibly dare to continue forward? The best choice was to wait for their overseeing Commander to come back

convince you. If they fall on deaf ears, I won't be responsible for what happens to you after

only one's in danger. Your Commanders, waiting off shore for you all, are in even more

turned several shades more pale. Having thoughts that their Commanders were infallible would be utterly stupid. The Metamorphosis just began. Even though higher ranking officials could be said to have far greater combat experience than them as

Old Hutch who could make progress even in a Third Dimensional world, then explode with all their potential

the Commanders could deal with the initial wave, could they survive a second, a third, a fourth? If you want any hope of making it off this island,

third… you really don't have much of

a solemn expression. The direction he was looking at was surprising. In fact, he was looking toward the complete opposite