Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't regret his actions earlier.

His regret had become a recurring event with him. He would make a mistake, acknowledge it, then move on. Over time, he wouldn't make the same mistake again, but that wouldn't stop him from making more and continuing to regret them.

For all intents and purposes, this was another mistake. Leonel didn't consider the fact his Soul Force could ever run out. This was only natural. He had become so used to using his Soul Force with impunity, he didn't even think reaching his limit was possible.

It seemed impossible to him. After all, he had a mind with the capacity of a Fifth Dimensional entity even if he was lacking in the power. Running out of strength while battling within the Third Dimension would seem ridiculous to anyone.

However, this was the reality before Leonel…

Yet, he didn't regret it. In fact, it was something that filled his heart with anticipation and fervor.

The power his Dreamscape Battle Sense ability gave him was something he could have never imagined. He toyed with the lives of two Demon Lords. Even if it was Lamorak before him, he would have been able to force the Knight of the Round Table into a corner as well. Leonel was certain of this.

It was a power he created himself. It wasn't something he was born with like his Metal Synergy or his Spear Domain Lineage Factor. He had built it with his own two hands.

There was something about this that filled him with pride. He had earned it. It was his. Whatever consequences might come with it, he would take. And why not? It was his.

Maybe the reason Leonel felt this way was because these emotions were in such sharp contrast to his shame.

These thoughts had been floating withing Leonel's mind for so long already. How many times had he been lucky to survive?

Leonel still remembered the conversation he had had with Roaring Black Lion within the hive cave. He might have had very few interactions with Roaring Black Lion, but that one in particular resonated with Leonel.

seemed to make the pains of the past worse. The bad of human nature seemed to have been peeled back like a festering wound, open to being damaged

parents or the odd twists of fate that had allowed him to keep his life until now. His

budding feeling within his chest seemed

Lamorak landed on him, these

suffering now?

BANG!

it still

BANG!

still hold your head high? Are

BANG!

Lamorak's roar, the sound

all imprinted within Leonel's

didn't understand what this budding feeling was or what it represented. Maybe that was just how human nature was. People thought about inexplicable things at inexplicable moments. They

would come a day where Leonel

welling sense of pride. Because at least this time,

had. He lost himself in his emotion. He didn't hear the sound of his weapon connecting, he couldn't feel it either as his arms grew numb. He couldn't even hear the sound of

empty, calculating gaze as his body was slowly being beaten

massive crater had appeared within the castle. As Lamorak pounded down, he sunk further into the crater

the warriors he had been commanding had long since caught up. They watched this scene with astonished

either. All he saw was that gaze, those two pale green eyes. They seemed to be

he swore he saw those two eyes