Dimensional Descent

Leonel stood with a clenched jaw. He had no idea if Lionel was truly related to him or not, but his last words resonated with his soul.

At that moment, Leonel couldn't help but hesitate. The deed had already been done, but had he truly made the right choice? Had this been the right way to do things? Had he been true to himself and done what he wanted, or had he just used the same logic The Empire had only to add his own 'unique' twist.

"Coach!"

Leonel didn't sigh a breath of relief what things were over. Instead, he shot backward to Coach Owen.

With Vice's ability having been blocked by Leonel for a long while now, medics had long since gotten to the Governor Duke. But, whether they'd be able to do anything was a different matter entirely.

By now, those guards who weren't of help had been led by Garwin to assault Hargrove City. Among those that remained, they were all the top of the line healers Dark Cloud Prison had to offer.

"Get away from me, I need to speak to Leonel."

Coach Owen pushed the medics away, his tactics just as gruff as usual. But, with how pale his face had become, it was clear he was on his last legs, even his mustache seemed to have lost most of its earlier volume.

Leonel made his way over, a deep frown on his features.

"Shut up old man, stop talking." Leonel's frown deepened.

He kneeled down, a strong golden light enveloping him as he cast [Grand Heal] as best he could.

stop." Coach Owen spoke between

talking already?" Leonel was exasperated. Was this old man trying to get himself killed?

yourself, kid. You're at the end of your rope but you're talking

stomach and not his Coach. But, before he could wonder why, a wave of fatigue grabbed hold of him and refused

of all color. A cold sweat covered every inch of his body and

onto his forehead and shook his head

realized when his perspective on the battlefield had become so shallow. In fact, he hadn't

find Aina fighting. Her strength seemed to have soared, everything from her power to speed was on an entirely new level. Anared could only

But, when he relaxed slightly, he felt

I'm going to croak, I need to tell you

his head, trying

to die." Leonel

final words?

"I'm not..."

opened his mouth to speak, but a sudden salty taste touched his tongue. He wiped his face with a forearm, only to find a moisture that shouldn't have been there. But, even as he looked into the

a grown man now, brat. I even heard that little girlfriend of yours earlier, she's kicking more ass than you. Is this the face you want

and the stream of tears flooding his cheeks. It was almost as

of exhaustion, his body no

silent, Coach Owen