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

that, Leonel shot into the

…

the skies in perfect formation. They were split into groups of eleven. Each group of eleven was split into

outer structure of the formation. At the helm, there was one bird and following its wings there were three birds to each side

group formed an inverted 'V'

a 'V' structure, but they were tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner structure was formed of smaller, swifter birds and there were just

just a single bird. This bird protected

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

Leonel's means to deal with. The only reason Aina didn't stop him wasn't because she wasn't worried, but rather because she knew that trying to stop Leonel would

of his. If Camelot fell, it would

atop a predator bird of

his back, his hair shaved down until

tightly stapled to his skeleton. His stern expression never distorted, nor

City Lord White's

…

more he observed the coming tide of predatory

backs, just the beasts alone

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 bloodthirsty light as though

large crossbows fitted to their backs contained much more power than 23rd century canons. By his estimations, they were weaker than 25th century technology, but marginally stronger than 24th. And, unlike Earth's technology, they weren't negatively influenced

that managed to command these beasts and control these machines. Leonel was simply in over

just a single person facing almost 500. Any smart person would turn

several deep breaths, trying to calm

his senses. He heard nothing,

in chaos at this moment. Leonel could almost feel

been turned upside down