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.

57 meters in that direction and

that, Leonel shot into

…

perfect formation. They were split

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

first group formed an inverted

tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner structure

final 'group' was actually just a single bird. This bird protected the commander to the back

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

formation should have been far beyond 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 have been useless. He

was now a close friend of his. If Camelot fell, it would be Mordred's family that suffered the

accented by white flexible armor stood atop a predator bird of his own. Unlike the others, he was the only one on

back, his hair shaved down until only the smallest

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

of City Lord White's White

…

more he observed the coming tide of predatory birds, the more he realized

just the beasts alone were beyond anything Leonel had

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 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.

humans that managed to command these

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

took several deep breaths, trying to calm

off his senses. He heard

at this moment.

had already been turned upside down once, but here