Dimensional Descent

Leonel might have reached the Superior Stage in his Metal Body, but he wasn't infallible. He was under no delusions that he would survive such an onslaught. And, even if by some miracle he did, he doubted that he would still be in position to fight.

However, he didn't intend to allow such a thing to happen.

His mind was on a completely different level. He could see everything before it happened.

Joseph's order to fire. The spinning gears as the final tweaks were made to their aim. The slight scent of gun powder. The touch of heat that graced the barrels.

Leonel felt it all as if he was right there in the cockpit with them all. Which tanks were firing, where they were in relation to him, exactly when their shells would exit the nozzles… He saw through it all.

And that, exactly that… would be their downfall.

Leonel's raised hand trembled slightly. It was only the slightest flick, yet seven foot-long needles shot forward at impossible speeds.

They tore through the air, leaving a streak of smoke in their wake. Then…

The sound barrier shattered.

In one blink the needles were floating by Leonel's side. In a second blink they had appeared before the nozzles of the seven firing tanks. In a third…

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Joseph's heart trembled.

"No… No…"

knew exactly what would happen the moment Leonel's

to exit their barrels. The timing of Leonel's attack was so perfect that the needles met the projectiles within their nozzles. And the result… was

into his chair, staring at his

even do. Despite the fact he had a high rank, he only had a healing ability. Even if he wanted to fight it out with Leonel to

mournful cry came from Joseph's side. Before he could even react, his younger brother had

reacted just as violently,

have time to think of logic. He didn't have

before even completing his Force Nodes, Leonel had already defeated him. Back then, Leonel was nowhere near the

different from what they had once been in the past. His ability had improved and his ability to use it had

his improvement

completely.

was a wave of

for Damian… He used

spread out his hands, facing his palm toward

"[Earthen Shackle]."

to a stop. The earth he had always been able to control at a whim suddenly became like

when he suddenly

a grinding halt before he could even get close. Though he was the one in the air now, shackled by earth that had once been under his control, he still felt as

an odd silence for a moment. The screams and blood had come to a stop within the city, the rumbling tanks never even made it to the gates and even the Invalids that had approached close enough to do

section of the wall. Heavy breaths heaved his chest as he sat slumped to the

happened below. The only slight clue he had was Leonel's familiar voice roaring through the city. But, he had yet to confirm if that voice that haunted

didn't care. He had managed to survive and that was all

attention. He looked over to find that he had managed to crawl back up to a section of the wall where the white wolf Variant Invalid had