Dimensional Descent

Syl panicked. The first reason was Leonel's crazy challenge and the second reason was the little mink.

Leonel was still in the Third Dimension while Jefrach had long since entered the Fourth. On top of that, there was no way the little mink could withstand the pressure of Brave City.

She had been so distracted before that she hadn't remembered the little beast until Jefrach mentioned it. Now that she had, she couldn't help but close her eyes, not wanting to watch such an innocent little beast die like this.

However, even with her eyes closed and several seconds ticking by, the sounds she expected to hear never reached her ears.

Everyone watched in shock as Leonel took one step after another. It seemed as though the pressure couldn't do much more to him than kick up a strong wind.

As for the little mink, it growled a bit. But, afterward, its body exuded a slight black fog. Soon, it was sleeping again as though nothing had happened.

At that moment, Leonel turned back toward their group.

"Aren't you all coming?" Leonel asked.

With that, Leonel continued forward. In his sights, the looming walls bore down on him as though trying to crush his will.

Syl grit her teeth and took a step forward as well. The instant she did, she felt her knees buckle for a moment before they straightened.

As though her actions were a cue, the youths began to move as one, their actions the subject of great entertainment for the surrounding crowd that didn't dare to follow.

up to Leonel's speed. His gaze didn't leave Leonel's side

dead. No one, not even his own brothers, would dare to talk to

how far a Third

these locations were no less. However, the

many were expecting

seemed as though he had forgotten all about the world around him. He

in his focus, causing a familiar

felt his heart seize when

just like Leonel was. They both knew that the true distinguishing factors would only

an aura, Jefrach steps faltered. He even felt that the pressure coming from Leonel was a step more forceful than

Soon, the group separated.

Miss Swan and Syl. And, much further behind them were the petite young woman and

is he?" Young Miss Swan looked toward Syl

brow. But, rather than destroying her demeanor, it made her look

However, there was no need to enter a big dick contest between men.

opportunity to learn a bit more about

a beautiful smile crossing

"None of your business."

the atmosphere was deathly cold. Maybe this was the hypocrisy of