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

shot into the

…

They were

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

group formed

structure, but they were tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner

bird protected

though numerous triangular formations were flying through the air. They looked no different from

wasn't worried, but rather because she knew that trying to stop Leonel would

would be Mordred's family that suffered the most. How could

of these numerous smaller formations, a man wearing black robes accented by white flexible armor stood atop a predator bird of his own. Unlike the others, he was the only one on the back

his hands clasped behind his back, his hair

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

one of City Lord

…

The more he observed the coming tide of predatory

weapons on their backs, just the beasts alone

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

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

touch upon the humans that managed to command these beasts and

Third Dimension and he was just a single person facing almost

breaths, trying

off his senses. He heard nothing,

chaos at this moment. Leonel could almost

turned upside down once, but here it