Dimensional Descent

Leonel crossed lake after lake and river after river. He knew that the youths were quickly following behind him, hoping to put some distance between them and the beast hoard coming from the dense forests.

The wild, thunderous roars and booming tremors seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Leonel's Internal Sight remained vigilant, but his expression was only growing more and more solemn. He noticed that his senses were growing less sharp. It was almost as though something was interfering with his ability to see the whole picture clearly.

'It must be the increased density of Force, or maybe its the fact that Force is so unrestrained and volatile…'

Leonel didn't have a perfect answer, but this was his best guess. However, he didn't get a chance to think of any more examples because his footsteps suddenly came to a grinding halt.

His heels dug into the ground in an exaggerated manner, it was to the point he almost fell backward.

Just now, he had reached the top of the largest hill in this stretch of land, only to find a sight that his heart plummet.

Though this was an island with a relatively circular shape, there was just a single path toward the center of it. This was precisely why the actions of the blue coy fish had stalled the youths for so long. With it taking control of the single path forward, they had to either find a way to bypass it or kill it the very same way Leonel had.

entrances from all other angles were flooded with deep valleys that seemingly

for whatever

trapping them. The trouble was that they weren't trapping

blocked the path to the center of

had been blocked. He wasn't omnipotent, nor had he reached the point of being able to cover the island completely with his Internal

enough to run into Erupting Volcano and was able to learn that it was precisely because this one entry point faced the location the Eastern Lookout youths entered the island

that Leonel was frozen in place, even to the point of becoming an anchor

moment he reached the top of the hill, he saw an

a group of humans were below. No. Each and every one of those 'soldiers' in Leonel's line

over five meters tall with brownish gold fur. Another was led by a tiger no smaller than the bear, except its

weren't imposing enough, there was still another

with vicious steel incisors and countless beady red eyes. Its size was the smallest at just three meters in length, but

a zebra striped tail. It was far larger than it should have been, standing no shorter than