Dimensional Descent

Everyone watched as Leonel vanished.

In truth, it wasn't that they didn't consider the idea of Leonel using one of his rewards for a chance to escape, it was just that none of them had expected him to leave without practically saying a word. Had it not been for Hutch trying to get him to stay, he would have probably spared them all just a single a glance and left.

It was pure disdain. He couldn't even bother to try and defend himself regardless of whether or not he was in the right. He felt no obligation toward them.

Yet, somehow, his gaze was burned into all their minds. He never said the words 'I'll remember this' aloud, yet they somehow felt as though it was echoing in their ears again and again.

Hutch sighed and shook his head.

'Seems that brat is finally slowly awakening to his true self.'

Leonel's final words constantly reverberated in his mind... 'Something about that umbrella makes me itch all over'...

Suddenly, Hutch began to laugh. He looked no different from a madman in the midst of the rain. But, no one dared to take a madman holding a machete lightly.

Catris expression flickered numerous times before it settled into a sneer.

"I'll be sure to report all of this back without missing a single detail, Hutch. Not only did you bring such a scourge into the Slayer Legion, you didn't even care that one of the geniuses under your charge died due to his actions."

At that moment, Hutch seemed to remember something.

Suddenly, his vision sharpened.

Catris' hair stood on end. He immediately shot backward, his nerves tense.

It was as though he had

PCHUU!

spurted as a limb twirled into the air. The crimson was quickly washed away by the endless barrage of rain, but even then, it was just as quickly replaced by a new

down at his right arm which

decided to make the

feel as though he wouldn't lose a wink of

this a simple reminder that you can't just speak to anyone as you please." Hutch continued. "And, as for the death of Mayfly, you

in Hutch's voice soon became

swept over, landing on

that instant, Monet felt as though she had been thrown into an icy hell. Her knees uncontrollably buckled, causing her to almost fall to the ground. All the lofty demeanor she had,

like to know what her superior officer was doing as Mayfly died. You all seem to want to focus on the fact that Leonel wasn't meant to enter,

Monet shivered.

sum of their teamwork was far beyond themselves individually. To say that they could surpass

world order, after all. Being older didn't necessarily mean

and squeezed out all

injured Badger before their entry.

as though he was amused that Monet dared to speak back. "And why would he hurt Badger? Hadn't they just worked together to escape the beast tide on the Project

The latter felt as though her heart might

the situation

as he looked off into the distance. An older man with a head of white, flowing hair approached with a pair of massive white wings. He looked no different from a deity descending upon the mortal

"That's enough Hutch."

anything. He only

man frowned

the only one who's awakened