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

Leonel shot

…

predatory birds soared through the skies in perfect formation. They were split into groups of eleven.

the outer structure 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 outer

formed an

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

bird protected the commander to

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

that 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 now doing so to protect those he thought of as his

Leonel's mind, Mordred was now a close friend of his. If Camelot fell, it would be Mordred's family that suffered the most. How could he allow such a thing to

black robes accented by white flexible armor stood atop a predator bird of his own. Unlike the

with his hands clasped behind his back, his hair shaved down until only the smallest bristles

winds whipped against his face, but it was as though his skin was tightly

Lord

…

the skies, a simple [Light Refraction] array centered around him. The more he observed the coming tide of predatory birds, the more he realized

just the beasts alone were beyond

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

wasn't enough, 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

even began to touch upon the humans that managed to command these beasts

within the Third Dimension and he was just a single

deep breaths, trying to calm

moment, he closed off his senses. He heard nothing, saw

probably in chaos at this moment. Leonel

already been turned upside down once, but here it