Dimensional Descent

The feeling of hundreds locking onto you, each without any other expressed goal than to taste your blood and reap your life… It was something Leonel had experienced before within the Merlin trials.

But, there was something different about facing so many beasts. They didn't have a semblance of humanity, not an ounce of reason. There were no words he could use to get them to pause, nor were there any looming timers or rules he could use to pull himself out of this situation.

It couldn't have been a more primal sense of fight or flight. It was either he defeated all of these enemies or escaped them, if not… he would die.

Leonel suddenly felt a wave of interference play against his [Light Refraction] spell, distorting it. In the blink of an eye, it became a useless decoy hanging in the skies, exposing him to the senses of thousands.

A shudder ran through Leonel's spine.

This hadn't happened because he was careless or even because he had run out of energy. This was an ability.

'The birds…!'

All this time Leonel had had the thought of being careful at the back of his mind. Though it was somewhat more difficult for a unit of warriors to use their abilities as freely in such a structure where the power of the whole was more important than the individual, Leonel knew that unexpected abilities were one of the things he had to pay attention to the most.

In this aspect, Leonel was perfectly correct. The actions of White Knight Diore proved as much without a shadow of a doubt.

What Leonel didn't expect, however, was for the abilities of the predator birds to be maybe even more important.

had been so focused on their menacing exteriors that he never considered the fact their internal abilities were what truly should have struck fear in

parallel to the ground as his jet-black surfboard sent him soaring

pulled out the dictionary, using the

are they and what

[*Ping*]

these birds are a sub-species of specially bred Decoder Beasts known as the Jagged Beak Predator Ravens. They are known for two main abilities, one related to their oddly shaped beaks and

to

to disrupt

Leonel's heart trembled.

to convey a certain message, it had to be exceptionally particular. This

all to say something very simple. If these Predator Ravens could disrupt the organization of Force Arts…

the first attack. Any large scale formations Camelot wanted to put up to protect themselves would be absolutely useless before

breaking, when 500 of them stared at a single point, what chance

KKKWWAAAAAA!! KWWWWAAAAAAA!!

to find that the distance between him and the flock of Predator Ravens had already halved. Their speed was inconceivable and clearly far beyond what his surfboard could muster. Maybe

with the commander in the midst. He still stood tall, his hands clasped behind his back and his black robes fluttering

was inwardly surprised despite his

know of the talents of Earth before coming to invade them, but even beyond that, even if it wasn't about