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...

back suddenly vibrated, resonating with a sudden will to battle. As though a road of air manifested

resemble a sword streaking across the skies. He sliced the wind in two, intercepting Aina and the others before

intent lock onto him. Even his heart skipped a single

help but frown. Nothing had shaken his heart so severely in decades.

"Leave him to me."

him. It took him just a moment to realize that it had actually

that he was Jilniya? He could defeat someone on that level without even unsheathing

she tossed it to the ground as though it was worthless, reaching

thought, a massive golden-red ax appeared in her hand. Her aura completely changed, reaching a level of oppression that made

'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 the fact Anared had hardly seen a

Aina, a slight hint of blood wrinkling the noses of those in

clench her battle ax's handle. The ax trembled with

to step forward when all she wanted to do was

sign of several warnings. She swore that if anything happened to Leonel,

though they were simply doing what was best for their futures. This was the way of

the life of his Coach on

so badly, they could

felt as

had this Warden not answered his question, now someone else had come to block his

trying one last time to force Leonel to

"Just die!" Lionel roared.

the golden owl to Leonel's. It felt as

indifferent. He observed Lionel's hysteria without a hint

possibly hope to take control

chains surged, wrapping

but how could they? This was the first time they had been in the outside world since they were toddlers. It was a miracle they even knew how to walk, let

than a few hours since this group even realized they had abilities at all, yet

they were completely lost without Lionel's