Dimensional Descent

"… Your Lineage Factor is quite interesting. A defensive type Lineage Factor that relies on the fluidity of your body, is that right? Your ability is a C-grade sharpened sight ability that also synergizes well with your Lineage Factor. I'm sure you're good at hand to hand combat, commendable."

Leonel spoke with a smile, his demeanor relaxed.

"There's also you." Leonel continued. "Your Light Elemental Lineage Factor is quite intriguing, focusing on your attack strength, hm? I'm sure that pairing that with your Fifth Dimensional Wind Elemental ability helps you quite a bit, right?"

Ameron's gaze narrowed further. Leonel's words had subtly revealed the fact he was quite aware of his strength yet still dared to stand here.

Among those here, he was the only one with an ability that touched the realms of the Fifth Dimension, or so he thought. But now that Leonel was speaking so nonchalantly, he wasn't confident in this matter any longer. Was this brat more dangerous than he originally thought?

"And you." Leonel's smile faded, his gaze locking onto Laeron, the red-haired Brazinger family member.

"Your Lineage Factor is related to your blood and your bodily strength. As for your ability, it's of the S-grade and only gives you perfect recall of events, is that right?"

Leonel's cheerfulness had completely vanished. Even as a method of applying pressure, he couldn't stand to continue putting up such a façade for a man from that family.

"So, what is your choice?" Leonel continued coldly.

The pressure was palpable.

was their ability. When it came down to a

even if by some miracle two people received two

intentions in the midst of battle. But, in the real world, a burly man could just as easily bring out a strong wind affinity, a person with a strong Fire Lineage Factor could easily be

have your abilities displayed so grandly. And, not only that, but for their Lineage Factors to be exposed as

moment that Laeron suddenly began

wondering why it was you hated me so much." Laeron's laughter grew, his blood boiling. "So that's why, that's why… I get it, I get

black bow in his hands, his gaze never leaving the four

toward Aina and

actions of a few. Those people you want to kill me for only treat me slightly better than the piece

Clearly, he was

the most part. He obviously didn't receive very great treatment from the family. Maybe it was because his talent wasn't as great, maybe it was because his ability didn't have very

actions of someone you didn't like very much to begin with wasn't a pleasant

as perfect recall. It could be said that the only reason he didn't recognize Aina immediately was because it had been

Aina's looks. No, what he remembered was the exact pattern of the scars drawn across her face. This

slightly. Even though he wanted to reject Laeron's words due to his own bias, he knew that not accepting such a thing and hating him just because of the family he came from would make him no different from

said already, if you want to live then just surrender yourselves. I'll release

me to believe

a choice? Do you really think we came here alone? The only reason the others haven't closed in is because there's no need to risk innocent lives when it could all