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.

menacing exteriors that he never considered the fact their internal abilities were what truly should have struck fear

retreated, placing his body almost parallel to the

the dictionary, using the base of the surfboard to hide his

what are they and

[*Ping*]

Decoder Beasts known as the Jagged Beak Predator Ravens. They

Beak: Ability to disrupt

to disrupt Force

Leonel's heart trembled.

Force Art type was a different language that spoke in a different way. But, in order to convey a certain message, it had to

was all to say something very simple. If these Predator Ravens could disrupt

of the first attack. Any large scale formations Camelot wanted to

breaking, when 500 of them stared at a single point, what chance did a formation stand? And, beyond that, what

KKKWWAAAAAA!! KWWWWAAAAAAA!!

already halved. Their speed was inconceivable and clearly far beyond what his surfboard could muster. Maybe if it wasn't for the heavy crossbows still strapped to

his hands clasped behind his back and his black robes fluttering

was

not know of the talents of Earth before coming to invade them, but even beyond that, even if it wasn't about invading Earth, he would have heard of Leonel. After all, the rumors of him joining