Dimensional Descent

After confirming his vision, Leonel immediately got to work. He shuffled around the city like a madman, seemingly running around without aim or purpose.

'This could work… No, that might ruin the nodes at that place… but if I…'

Leonel's gaze glowed. Despite the fact he was quickly growing beaten and haggard, his vision only seemed to become clearer.

The truth was that Leonel's current body was still in a pretty terrible state, having not quite recovered from going all out just a few days ago. But, at this point, he didn't mind, he lost himself in a world of Force Arts, his mind functioning on a different plane.

Leonel had many complicated feelings about Lionel, but what he couldn't deny was the fact that Lionel had opened up an all new door toward improvement for him. What Lionel gave him wasn't as simple as a normal breakthrough, but rather a new way of viewing the world.

After shrugging these shackles off, breaking into the peak of the Four Seasons Realm was just the very tip of the iceberg.

Leonel jumped into and out of his Dream World, simulating the changes he wanted to make before quickly testing them out in the new world.

Odd swirls of Force seemed to manifest around White City, catching those with sharp enough senses off guard. But, it was hard for them to tell exactly what was going on.

From within the City Lord Mansion, Aina watched as Leonel ran around, her smile tinged with a touch of worry.

'He's always like this…'

Aina shook her head, not bothering to try to get Leonel to stop. She knew that it would be useless even if the words came from her. Though it seemed like Leonel hung on her every word, maybe Aina was the one most aware of the fact that Leonel was too good at drawing a line between his emotions and what he felt he had to do. He was quite the stubborn man in that way.

Taking a deep breath, Aina pulled out her great sword, brandishing it. Though much of the City Lord Mansion's military fields had been taken up by new residences, there was still ample room for Aina to take advantage of.

swung her sword, her muscles twitching beneath the strain as she slowed her swing to

thing to do, but

the sword that could bring her comprehension of the ax to an all new

was still a master of the sword. His every action was infused with the air of a swordmaster. If Anared knew that his actions would help her break down a final barrier that had been holding her back… who knew how he

'This is the feeling…'

took a deep breath, her chest heaving in slow

something miraculous occurred. Despite the fact her sword swing remained incomparably slow, the blade left an afterimage in the air

image shifted and slowed, waving about

'That's it…'

of every one of her muscle fibers onto her mind. Beads of sweat fell down her delicate brow, following the slope of her slender

felt that she no longer needed it. Until the next time her ability spoke to

grasped out into empty air, causing her odd curved package to snap open. With a surge, a beautiful ax

"Ha!"

down with a

exuded a mystique that demanded absolute obedience. The faint shadow of a woman more than half a foot taller than her seemed to envelop her body, causing the Forces

gash suddenly stretched out before Aina, even without her ax having completed its

a final bead of sweat

"Completion…" She said softly.

stage of the Four Seasons Realm

the ax while Leonel's was on a level that far transcended that. But,

smiled. 'My training is actually faster

a break on the mind. She had thought it would take her several more months to reach this stage, yet it had only taken a