Dimensional Descent

Leonel appeared amidst Vice, Monkey and Lionel. With light steps, his movements became like the breeze. Every motion flowed into the next, every muscle twitch had its own purpose, every start had its end. He embodied the cycle of the Four Seasons to an extreme. And, when this was fused with the winged swordsman's style, Leonel became untouchable.

Monkey sent out a punch that shattered the sound barrier. Even before it reached Leonel, his arms burst beneath the strain, sprinkling out with drizzling blood.

Seemingly noticing his mistake, Monkey rectified it mid-punch. He doubled his body's healing factor again and again and solidified the skin and bone in his arm. On the fly, his attack became several levels more lethal.

His eyes, hidden behind his messy, unkempt hair, seemed to light up as though he had learned something new. Initially, all he wanted to do was get rid of the pain he was feeling. After all, he didn't personally experience the deaths of his clones so he couldn't instinctually react to what needed to be fixed. But now that he had no choice but to attack with his main body, the talent of a Savant shone through like never before.

While Monkey's punch threatened to take Leonel's head, Vice also reacted. He focused on Leonel once again, his spatial suppression coming down. But, just as easily, Leonel broke through it once again, using the tip of his spear to parry Monkey's fist.

Leonel's spear snaked around Monkey's arm like a viper, aiming right for the latter's head. It was simply an impossibility for Monkey's combat awareness to surpass Leonel's. One had practically been on a battlefield for the entirety of the past more than year of his life while the other was in the first fight of his lifetime.

But, just when Leonel's spear would of run through Monkey's head, the latter's neck suddenly doubled in length, bending itself out of the way.

'His ability…' Leonel narrowed his eyes.

Among those here, Monkey had the most versatile ability. He seemed to be capable of doing anything with it. By now, Leonel had come to understand that it was a doubling ability and that it seemed to have almost no limits. In fact, Leonel was certain that Monkey had to have doubled his reaction speed and fast twitch muscles as well, or else dodging his counter would have been impossible.

in a life threatening situation, the more ways he learned to get out of it, and the more powerful he grew. If Leonel had to assign a danger level to these Savants, Monkey wouldn't

just bombard you with more new information than

his spear, his chains lashing out against Monkey,

him, all he could seem to do was use his ability to escape.

fight dragged on, the more powerful Monkey became, and, there was no guarantee that Vice wouldn't become cleverer in using his ability as well. On top of that, Candle was still constantly fighting back against

Domain against Monkey and Vice. If it was up to him, he would have already constricted Candle to death, but he realized

ability was dependent on the strength of her opponent. The more Leonel constricted, the more strength she had to push back, and the greater drain his stamina would experience. To make matters worse, Leonel didn't have to initiate the

pressing her mirrors against her cocoon of chains in order to escape. But, in doing so, Leonel's chains applied pressure in order to stop her. This pressure

Leonel placed into keeping Candle trapped, the more strength he had to use to resist her entrapment. This left Leonel with no choice but to slowly allow the cocoon Candle was

become before it exceeded the

more and more

reached

anything to press against. But, without her sight, Candle had no ability to gauge just where her mirrors were going as she suddenly found herself trapped once

yet another fist at him. He seemed to be completely detached

flickered, a halo

suddenly finding itself flying toward