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.

is 57 meters in that direction and

that, Leonel shot into the

…

They were split into groups

of the formation. At the helm, there was one bird and following its wings there were three birds to each side for a total of seven forming this

group formed an inverted

was likewise in a 'V' structure, but they were tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner structure was

bird protected the commander to the back of

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

trying 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

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

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

stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his hair shaved down until

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

Lord White's White Knights, Khaled

…

The more he observed

and assault weapons on their backs, just the beasts alone

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 all they

Leonel felt that the 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 by Force

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

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

deep breaths, trying to

his senses. He heard nothing,

was probably in chaos at this moment. Leonel could almost

already been turned upside down once, but