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…"

he knew exactly what would happen the moment Leonel's fingers

timing of Leonel's attack was so perfect that the needles met the projectiles within their nozzles.

his chair, staring at his monitor with a

only had a healing ability. Even if he wanted to fight it out with Leonel to the death… was

a mournful cry came from Joseph's side. Before he could even react, his younger brother had exploded through the roof doors of

just as violently, becoming a

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

already defeated him. Back then, Leonel was nowhere

course, Damian still felt that these matters were different from what they had once been in the past. His ability had improved and his ability to use

improvement

trying to envelop Leonel completely. And, at the very least, its shadow succeeded in

sun was completely blotted out. All Leonel saw was a wave of earth and the man

He used his

spread out his hands,

"[Earthen Shackle]."

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

his forward momentum, but that was when he suddenly found

air now, shackled by earth that had once been under his control, he still felt as though it was Leonel who was looking

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 anything had been slaughtered by

had managed to crawl his way back up to an undamaged section of the wall. Heavy breaths heaved his

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 his nightmares was really the

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

looked over to find that he had managed to crawl back up to a section of the