Dimensional Descent

From the east, a towering figure leapt over several buildings, landing heavily on the ground. Cracks spread along the cobbled roads, but the figure didn't seem to notice as he bent his knees and launched himself into the air once again, bounding across hundreds of meters with every leap.

From the west, a willowy figure fluttered through the air like a leaf. They swayed in the skies, making it seem like they just might fall from grace at any moment. Yet, they managed to keep a steady pace, heading toward their destination with a purpose in the deep oceans of their eyes.

BANG!

The first figure landed heavily before the group of youths, causing the ground to quake. From their vantage point, he seemed so tall that he blotted out even the sun, casting a shadow over them all.

He wore silver armor accented with outlines and embroidery of red. It make him look like a raging flame even when he stood completely still.

He stood at almost seven feet tall. His jaw seemed sharp enough to cut grass and his eyes held a cold, murderous will within them that made those who got too close tremble uncontrollably.

The second figure fluttered to the ground slowly. It felt like even if there were fields of grass beneath his feet, they wouldn't even bend beneath his weight.

He wore deep maroon robes. His long hair rested against the small of his back, not a bit shorter than his long beard. Not only did they share the same obscene length, but they also shared the same snow white color to the point it was almost difficult to look at the man directly.

"Sir Lamorak!"

"Magus Aliard!"

at a glance that they had called these two here, hoping to catch each other off guard. But, obviously, since they had both appeared, it seemed that neither had gained the upper hand once again. As

smiled amiably, stroking his long beard. Compared to Lamorak, he was definitely several levels

a heart

was a Three Star Magus and one of the 7

was one of King Arthur's 12

was. But, he had read enough fairy tales to know who Sir Lamorak was. At this point, even he felt that this situation was getting a

next moves before he made a decision, but at every turn it felt as though

conservative. If he were to fight one of these two alone, even if he put his life on the line, his chance of living would be

breath. He affirmed to himself once more that he needed to revise his power

he was confused. Elys had said that his Spirit Pressure was already at the standard of a Three Star Magus. He didn't know exactly what a Three Star Magus was, but he assumed that Spirit Pressure was this world's name for what

was at this standard already… why was it that he felt this Magus was an insurmountable mountain? He didn't have an aura anywhere near

you mustn't let them take this boy! It'll

domineering Sir Lamorak was. If he just directly snatched Leonel, there wouldn't be

This boy is a General Star, we can't let

could respond, Jarin spoke up as well, unwilling to give

"Oh?"

toward Leonel

down on him. He could only feel aggrieved at this point. Was this really only an SS-grade Zone? Then what the