Dimensional Descent

"You…!"

Mordred's brows shot up. Though she couldn't say that she was surprised by such a change, she was still somewhat caught off guard. Her entire mind had been focused on Aina's condition, so she wasn't particularly worried about what others were thinking at this moment.

King Arthur frowned.

"Hang in there." He spoke to Lancelot quickly. He had been by the Knight's side, but it seemed that he wouldn't be able to remain there.

Unlike Leonel, it took King Arthur several moments to cast a Three Star Mage Art. Not only could he not spare the time, but with the condition of his body at the moment, he couldn't spare the stamina to heal Lancelot either.

Just the action of moving forward made Arthur feel as though his bones might collapse at any time. In order to protect his men and his wife, he had become the main frontline fighter against City Lord White, and it seemed that it was coming back to bite him now.

Noah's expression remained indifferent, his planted leg suddenly growing explosively in size.

BANG!

His body was like a bolt, crossing the remaining distance in a flash. By the time he landed, his leg had already returned to its original length and he was beside Aina.

He reached out a hand, allowing it to grow to the point it could capture Aina completely.

At that moment, being so close, he could smell the foul air coming from her. It was as though he had stepped into sewage. The change was simply too different from what she had been just moments ago.

a mixture of blood and foul liquids shooting out with every heave. It was difficult to tell

enlarged hand was about to wrap around Aina, he

control shot forward, intercepting

even flinch. She had taken control of all of these demonic beasts in the

all she had was

of polished marbles hanging from her hip. At the instant Mordred was

a child's toy. But, in

shook the skies as it soared toward Mordred, intercepting her descent with four

them. Not a single one had an ability worse than the S-grade at birth and not

they were too weak to participate. In fact, they were the strongest trump cards Jessica had. It

was sure wouldn't be a threat to the life of her precious babies, she no

eyes widened. This was something she had simply never

still frighteningly quick. Dozens of dark shields appeared before her with a

moment already gave her ample time to press off another shadowy platform

by the time she had, Noah's enlarged hand had

battlefield, his

was the reason Camelot could continue to stand now. He had no intention

of sharp blue tore through the skies. A familiar barrage of ice javelins aimed for Noah's wrists,

hand quickly shrunk back to its original size,