Dimensional Descent

Aina pulled her sword out quickly.

She didn't quite understand what was happening. Shouldn't Invalids be creatures of instinct? They shouldn't have any intelligence or sense of comradery. Something like signaling one's allies was a distinctly human trait. Sometimes beasts of higher intelligence would engage in such matters as well. But, Invalids? That should never happen.

'It didn't become energy?'

Aina was shocked once again. The Invalid before her collapsed, but it didn't disappear into energy she could absorb. Just what was happening?

Aina's heart seized. Did she make a mistake? Was it not an Invalid at all?

No, that was impossible. Its eyes, its aura, its demeanor, it all screamed Invalid. So, what was happening exactly?

Aina didn't believe that she would make such a rookie mistake. Plus, what existence other than an Invalid could shriek like that even after having its head pierced through?

Aina was certain, it hadn't been a shriek of pain or unwillingness. It had no emotion behind it all, it was completely hollow and without conscience.

'I need to move.'

Aina thrust these thoughts to the back of her mind, taking a glance at the wall the 'Invalid' had been scratching at.

If Leonel had been there, he would immediately recognize the Tier 5 Black Ore embedded into the wall. It wasn't very valuable, but it wasn't worthless either. At the very least, it could sell for a couple kilograms of Black Urbe Ore.

'I don't have time to dig it out and it doesn't seem like a very high level ore either.' Aina nodded to herself. 'Run.'

ran. She felt it was unfortunate that she had placed herself in such a difficult situation for such a worthless Ore she couldn't even mine, but there was no time to cry

back in the direction she

run and create new markings on the wall. And, if she got lost in these tunnels, there would be no one to come out

screech was really a signal as she thought, then it likely meant that there were more Invalids on their way. If she was correct,

only to come to

of them with their backs facing her. But, they all simultaneously rotated their heads in her direction as though they were night time

hesitated, her jaw

she go forward?

continue following her arrows. But, the latter would force her to forget her initial plans entirely. There was no way she would be able to keep a

no way that Aina would only meet these Invalids on her way back and never even sense them during

grit her

very lucky not to run into them on the way here. If that was the case, there might very well be even more if she headed in deeper rather than trying to exit. Her only way out of this situation

blood began to boil, a faint red hue covering her blade and her

a thought, she shot forward, brandishing her

their reactions seemed disjointed. Though they were as fast as Fourth

just learning how to walk on their own two feet

good thing for her. The less coordinated they were, the greater chance she had of leaving

Without even bothering with the remaining two, she shot by the gap she created after the Invalid

the Invalids she came across continued to be so uncoordinated and slow, she just had to continue running

previous actions. Why couldn't she had traveled in a straight line before? What possessed her to take so many

her to easily bypass them. But, a few came in groups of two and three. Still, it

were there so many Invalids here? Why did none of them become motes of light? Why were they

there were so many here. The more she ran into, the more she began to question how she had traveled so