Dimensional Descent

Khaled felt his heart seize. Something told him that no matter what he did, it would be impossible to dodge out of the way of this strike.

The White Knight roared at the top of his lungs, unleashing all the Force he had. There was simply no point in keeping anything in reserve. What good was reserve strength if he was dead?

He didn't bother to pull out his glider. At this moment, he didn't want anything slowing his descent toward the ground. In fact, the faster he hit the ground, the better. As for whether he could survive such an impact, he would deal with just a single problem at a time.

BANG!

The sound barrier shattered. Roaring winds shot in every direction, clearing out a path for the released bolt. It felt for a moment as though it was cleaving the clouds with a single sword strike.

Khaled flipped a palm, causing a spear to appear.

He poured all of his Force into it, striking out with all the might he could muster as he fell from the skies.

At the same time, he kicked hard at the air, flipping himself upside down to careen toward the ground even faster.

He hoped that the fact he was falling in the same direction as the bolt along with the fact he was putting his all into stopping it would dampen the strength somewhat. But, reality was cruel.

Though he was correct in his assessment, the diminishment in strength was practically negligible.

Khaled's spear point met the bolt, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets under his strain. In that moment, he could swear that he had never put so much strength into a strike before. But…

bolt continued forward as though cutting through air, blasting a bloody hole so large in his shoulder

White Knight Diore paled.

looked as if a canon ball had taken a quarter of

spinning arm was sheered apart by the harsh winds left trailing the bolt. Had it not been

from above, nocking

any formation to survive the combination of the Predator Ravens' abilities and this crossbow assault. In addition, weight was a huge issue when it came to such an

Khaled had given him such an

aimed for the last time, watching the

commander. But, Leonel didn't flinch. If Khaled thought

Khaled. Beyond this, would the bolt

the moment he began to exhale, his calm breathing contrasting with the shattering

KWWAAA!!

the blink of an eye, showering the skies in

continuously kicked the air, trying to quicken his descent. Every time

the bolt was simply too fast. He realized at that point that obstructing Leonel's vision had been useless. In fact, using so many Ravens to

of helplessness gripped at Khaled's heart, but his expression remained the same as all others who

gaze locking onto Leonel's. All he received in return was a plain stare, the same one that told him he was nothing but a data point, the same one that didn't seem to care for who he

SHUUUU! BANG!

it seemed as though the bolt had only flown