Dimensional Descent

Leonel's feet shifted, slowing his black surfboard to a grinding halt. He pulled out the horn once again, but Khaled only sneered.

Seeing his reaction, Leonel put the horn away without even blowing on it. Now that he understood the situation he was in, his mind flowed like water, jumping from idea to idea without pause or rest.

It was already impossible for him to stop the gliders, but he had at least bought the Baronies and Camelot time. By now, information about what was happening here should have long since been disseminated. A city falling from the sky was not something that could be missed and Leonel had made certain of that.

Leonel's goal had already changed.

Assuming that he would be able to stop an entire army by himself had been foolish. Since he knew that he couldn't, he would focus on what he could do.

His first priority was to survive. His second priority would be to kill this commander.

Though Leonel set this second priority, he didn't spend any of his time hoping for it. He could sense that this commander was much stronger than he was.

At his current level, Leonel couldn't even deal with the likes of Jilniya and those Heirs of Powers with any sort of assurance. At most, he could deal with exceptionally weak Fourth Dimensional existences and those who couldn't defend themselves like those gliders.

But, against someone like White Knight Diore… well, it was safe to say that if this battle was happening on the ground and not the air where Khaled could not directly track down and kill Leonel himself, Leonel would likely already be dead.

Leonel's emotions seemed to vanish, his cold, calculating eyes locking onto the flock of birds around him as though he could no longer sense the gliders flying by below him. His mind reached an unprecedented sense of calm and seriousness that made the White Knight frown for the first time since this battle began.

stood absolutely still in the air. Using his flying treasure as his base, he nocked another

this world there were only

head, wafting out a majestic violet fog. It seemed to coat

had been exceptionally weak, barely increasing the gravity by a few percentage points, if that. But, after absorbing so much Urbe Essence, just the

but aerial beasts were especially reliant on their light weight. Small changes could cost them a drastic amount of speed. And, at this moment, Leonel

SHUUUU!

of crimson. But, almost in the exact instant it reached

KWWWAAAA!! KWWWAAA!!

sprayed from the Predator Raven's eyes. It sprawled in the air, its wings flapping about so wildly that it

in a straight line, but the angles he took were just out of reach

could only assault Leonel with their beaks and their claws. Their pupils were

organization of Force, that was all. They couldn't dispel Force or negate it. This meant that against Force Arts, their abilities were exceptional. But, against normal Force attacks like Leonel's reinforced Arrows, the amount of change they could cause was

short ranged attacks available to them and even the smallest of them having a wingspan of five meters, nimble movements were most definitely not their forte. In fact, even if

Khaled narrowed his eyes.

of his overwhelming numbers. He thought that

immediately and even boldly acted upon it even to the point of allowing the flock of Ravens to

things kept going like this, without the room to even turn around,

wasn't a fool. In fact, he was one of City Lord White's most trusted White Knights. If not for this, how could he be allowed to