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!"

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 such, even while they were greeting their superiors, they still sent sidelong glares toward

amiably, stroking his long beard. Compared to Lamorak, he was

the crowd nearly had a heart attack

Magus and one of

was one of King Arthur's

who Magus Aliard 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 bit out of control. He hadn't expected things to go

but at every

of these two alone, even if he put his life on the line, his chance of living would be less than 10%! If

He affirmed to himself once more that he needed to revise

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 he called spirit and

standard already… why was it that he felt this Magus was an

this boy! It'll be a

Lamorak was. If he just directly snatched Leonel, there wouldn't be time for her to shed

General Star, we can't

could respond, Jarin spoke up as well,

"Oh?"

two men looked toward Leonel for the

at this point. Was this really