Dimensional Descent

Leonel was instantly at a loss.

If he continued saving those buried beneath the rubble, many of whom were unconscious, he would be allowing this attack to continue on smoothly. But, if he moved to stop them now, it was very likely that many of those he could save would die.

'Dammit!' Leonel roared in his mind.

"Leonel."

"Huh?" Leonel snapped out of his own thoughts.

"Just point out where they are to me and I'll dig them out. I can't battle in the skies like you can."

Leonel opened his mouth to reply but wasn't exactly sure what to say.

It would definitely be more efficient for them to be saved by him. He could use his Earth Elemental affinity to simply carry them out. But, Aina would have to physically dig them out.

"Just leave it to me." Aina insisted. "More people will die than those buried down if they're allowed to go."

Leonel's hesitation was broken when he heard these words. She was right. If they managed to make it to one of the Baronies, hundreds would die.

"I…"

Aina pushed off, breaking out of Leonel's embrace and landing on the ground.

"They can't see me on the ground through all the dirt clouds. Stop worrying about me."

Leonel blinked and nodded.

in that direction

Leonel shot

…

They were split into groups of eleven.

the helm, there was one bird and following its wings there were three

first group formed an

were tucked within the larger outer

just a single bird. This bird protected the commander to the

were flying through the air. They looked no different from jets shooting through the skies,

to stop Leonel would have been useless. He was simply too fond of doing stupid

close friend of his. If Camelot fell, it would be Mordred's family that suffered the most. How could he allow such a thing

stood atop a predator bird of his own. Unlike the others,

hands clasped behind his back, his hair shaved down until

winds whipped against his face, but it was as though his skin was tightly stapled to his skeleton. His stern

Lord White's White

…

in the skies, a simple [Light Refraction] array centered around him. The more he observed the coming tide of predatory birds, the more

assault weapons on their backs, just

that glistened like the blades of a polished spear. Their black feathers caused the light of the setting sun to rebound as though they were metal plates. Their eyes were a bright shade of crimson that exuded a

23rd century canons. By his estimations, they were weaker

command these beasts and

Dimension and he was just a single person facing almost 500. Any

several deep breaths, trying to calm

he closed off his senses. He heard nothing, saw nothing,

probably in chaos at this moment. Leonel could

been turned upside down once,