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.

matched up to Leonel's speed. His gaze didn't leave Leonel's side profile as though he

one, not even

really wanted to see how far a

happening all over. The fervor of the crowds in these locations were no less. However, the location of the

quick conclusion many

around him. He continued to stare intently at the Gates before him, the images of

himself in his focus, causing a familiar aura to billow out

heart seize when he felt

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

pressure coming from Leonel was a step more

Soon, the group separated.

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

Young Miss Swan looked toward Syl with curious, blinking

her look more

side by side with Leonel and Jefrach should they want to. However, there was no need to enter a big dick contest between men. Whether they reached the

why would Young Miss Swan not take the opportunity to learn a bit more about this

beautiful smile crossing her soft

"None of your business."

two women walked side by side, smiling amicably. Yet, the atmosphere was deathly cold. Maybe this was the hypocrisy of women. They too were having