Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't spare any more thoughts toward Jerach. He didn't feel that it was a shame nor did he feel any sense of self pity. He was already focusing on another task already. This was just the kind of person Leonel was.

At most, Leonel was now certain that there was something important about his home world he needed to find out on this planet. Though he didn't know exactly what it was, he would be able to find out.

But, first...

Leonel locked himself into the same top floor room of his Abode. He split one portion of his mind to monitor Zilar's situation and another to make sure that the little mink was alright, then he prepared to enter the Lab Setting.

Just as he was doing so, his lip curled as he sensed a fiery pillar of darkness shoot into the skies as the little mink claimed an abode of his own.

Of course, this was done through the little guy's connection with Leonel. So, technically, it was Leonel claiming another. But, it brought a smile to Leonel's face regardless before he once again became serious.

He didn't care about what commotion this would cause, he had something much more important in mind.

Now that he had broken into the Fourth Dimension with his Spirit Pressure, he could search Aliard's mind without worrying about the consequences.

Leonel entered the Lab Setting and brought out the snowglobe that held Aliard. With a thought, the mental mage appeared, still shackled by illusory chains.

Aliard coughed violently, his gaze showing hints of confusion as he looked around.

When he looked up and saw Leonel standing above him, a hint of rage and trepidation could be seen in his eyes.

Over this period of time, Leonel had been allowing the Suspended Animation ability of the Segmented Cube to slowly heal Aliard. So, compared to the manic state the mental mage had been in before, he was much better now.

Of course, Leonel had no idea how rare treasures that could heal mental injuries were. If he did, he would know that he had taken the Segmented Cube for granted once more.

more whole Aliard's memories were, the easier things would be on

spare any words for Aliard. He found it to be a waste of his

thought that Leonel was foolish trying to use such a

the strength of Leonel's Spirit Pressure, he

of someone in the

he thought of a shocking

be.. you

had not. After all, he wasn't a part of the original legend, he had been sent in by his organization to

because of this that he

impossible to break into the Fourth Dimension with the mind unless the body was strong enough. Doing so without a solid foundation would

his body was

an ability or a Lineage Factor that allowed him to circumvent

for Aliard, Leonel had not just one

at. No matter how hard

sinister technique. A more accurate

completely inaccurate. The truth of what Leonel was doing was

that when he found a memory to be useless, rather than it remaining with Aliard, it dissipated along the bridge,

been of similar strength, this bridge would cause a tug of war to erupt. However, Leonel's mind was so

became dullness, then was replaced by a complete vacancy as he fell over, drool

single glance. He closed his eyes, organizing and sifting through everything he

was to be expected, he should have been fairly low on the totem pole. Still, for an organization

he was dealing with. The name that

Shield Cross Stars.

Stars organization was actually a police force of the universe. Its duty was to protect the

he had slighted by not handing in evidence of their