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.

first is 57 meters in that direction and 13

that, Leonel shot into the

…

skies in perfect formation. They were

and following its wings there were three birds to each side for a total

first group formed an

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

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

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

but rather because she knew that trying to stop Leonel would have been useless. He was

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

flexible armor stood atop a

his hair shaved

face, but it was as though his skin was tightly stapled to his skeleton. His stern expression never distorted, nor did his eyes

of City Lord White's White

…

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

on their backs, just the beasts alone were beyond anything Leonel had ever seen

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

his estimations, they were weaker than 25th century technology, but marginally stronger than 24th. And, unlike Earth's technology, they

of this even began to touch upon the humans that managed to command these beasts and control these machines. Leonel was simply

was still within the Third Dimension and he was just a single

breaths, trying to

senses. He heard nothing, saw

chaos at this moment. Leonel

had already been turned upside down once, but here it