Dimensional Descent

Time seemed to slow to a crawl.

Leonel had never expected for such a thing to happen. After being blown away by a mysterious mirror ability, his Coach Owen had flown back more than a hundred meters from Lionel. The distance that separated them couldn't be considered to be small. By any logic, it shouldn't have been possible to attack the Governor Duke without giving Leonel time to respond.

But, the facts were laid out before them all. Coach Owen's own spear shot through his belly, his blood painting its shaft crimson.

With a cough, Escobar slumped backward, his breathing growing incredibly shallow.

Aina's eyes widened. But in the next instant, her gaze snapped toward Leonel, flashes of worry lighting her irises.

Unfortunately, it was already too late for her to say anything. Whatever light Leonel's aura held vanished, being washed by an oppressive might that made those in his presence feel as though a hand was descending from the skies.

"TELL ME! WHY DID YOU CALL HIM THAT!"

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Leonel took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet groaning and whining.

The image of a majestic bird appeared to his back. It had beautiful feathers of gold and white, eyes filled with endless wisdom and a wing span that seemed capable of encompassing the world.

Leonel's next step seemed to blur, touching the ground both so lightly and with such speed that it left nothing but an after image in its wake. It wasn't until Leonel was already over a hundred meters away from the place of its descent that the concrete suddenly folded beneath the pressure.

Aina's expression changed, her head snapping back toward everyone else.

"Support him!"

Her voice held no less compulsion than Leonel's. It became quite clear quite quickly that the reason she didn't lead wasn't because she couldn't, but rather because she chose to defer to Leonel. But at this moment, there wasn't time for that.

Anared looked at this change with a curious light in his eye.

In truth, the only two that had a chance at shaking his position were Leonel and Aina. Since they had so graciously shown themselves...

suddenly vibrated, resonating with a sudden will to battle. As though a road of air manifested before him, Anared casually stepped off the

wind in

lock onto him. Even his heart skipped a single beat before his Sword Force

had shaken his heart so severely in decades. Just what was

"Leave him to me."

voice came from Anared's front, but it was clearly not aimed toward him. It took him just a moment to realize that it had actually

someone on that level without even unsheathing his

Aina didn't pull out her great sword as Anared had expected. In fact, she tossed it to the ground as though it was worthless, reaching to the large curved package

a thought, a massive golden-red ax appeared in her hand. Her aura completely changed, reaching a

'Four Seasons Realm...'

Anared could accept it. But, the ax in Aina's hand was also on the cusp of entering the Fifth Dimension. Let alone

Aina, a slight hint of blood

delicate hand she used to clench her battle ax's handle.

actually chose this moment to step forward

as her fighting spirit reached its peak, her eyes gave the sign of several warnings. She swore that if anything happened to Leonel, Anared and

To this point, he hadn't hated anyone of Terrain. He felt as though they were simply doing what was best for their futures. This was the way of the world. Though he, of course, wanted to protect his world from invaders, he had never reached a point of doing it

life of his Coach on

so

aura towering. The shocked guards of Dark Cloud Prison suddenly felt as though an immovable pillar stood before them all. Even if the sky collapsed, it would be there to catch

became livid. Not only had this Warden not answered his question, now someone else had

Owen mumbled weakly, trying one last time

"Just die!" Lionel roared.

the golden owl to Leonel's. It felt as though a

hair blew back, but his cold, calculating gaze remained indifferent. He observed Lionel's hysteria without

of you couldn't possibly hope to take control of my mind." Leonel said coldly.

pointed his spear forward. With a thought, chains surged, wrapping around Lionel's body in layer after

panicked. It was clear they didn't have much fighting experience, but how could they? This was the first time they had been in the outside world

even realized they had abilities at all, yet they were already so powerful. What would happen if they had time acclimate and grow? Would Leonel

they were completely lost