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 and 13

shot into the

…

soared through the skies in perfect formation. They were split into groups of eleven. Each

formation. At the helm, there was one bird and following its wings there were

formed an inverted 'V'

were tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner structure was formed of smaller, swifter birds and there were

actually just a single bird. This bird protected the commander to the back of this

numerous triangular formations were flying through the air. They looked no different from jets shooting through the skies, all of them exuding

to stop Leonel would have been useless. He was simply too fond of doing stupid things to save people he didn't even know, let alone the fact he was now doing

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

center of these numerous smaller formations, a man wearing black robes accented by white flexible armor stood atop

his

his skin was tightly stapled to his skeleton. His stern expression never distorted,

City Lord White's White Knights, Khaled

…

array centered around him. The more he

just the beasts

spear. Their black feathers caused the light of the setting sun to rebound as though they were metal plates. Their eyes

century canons. By his estimations, they were weaker than 25th century technology, but

managed to command these beasts and control these machines.

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

trying to calm his beating

closed off his senses. He heard nothing,

in chaos at this moment. Leonel could almost

had already been turned upside down once,