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 13

shot into the

…

were split into groups of eleven. Each group of eleven was split

outer structure of the formation. At the helm, there was one bird and following its wings

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 were just

bird. This bird protected the commander to the back of this double

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

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 was

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

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

clasped behind his back, his

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

Lord White's White Knights, Khaled

…

he observed the

the warriors and assault weapons on their backs, just the beasts alone were beyond anything Leonel had ever seen

setting sun to rebound as though they were

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 in the

to command these beasts and control these machines.

Dimension and he was just a single person facing almost 500. Any smart person would turn tail

trying to

off his senses. He heard

probably in chaos at this moment. Leonel could almost

turned upside down once, but here it was