Dimensional Descent

Leonel's gaze pierced through the skies, Bronze Runes flickering across his body. A tan sheen swept across his skin as though he had suddenly become a polished metal.

'Puppet Master, huh…?'

Leonel flipped his palm, a black spear with countless dangling chains appeared in his hand.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Leonel looked down from the skies, a swath of patrol units converging onto his location. At first, they all showed some level of resistance, but very soon, their gazes became vacant, their eyes glazing over as their movements became more coordinated.

Soon, they moved as though they were a single army.

The possibility that Aina could be turned against him didn't escape Leonel, but he didn't put up any guards against her. This wasn't because he was a fool, but rather because he trusted her.

Though there were few details about Aina that he understood, what he did grasp was her character. She was a woman he would be proud to have by his side. There wasn't a single selfish bone in her body.

Since she opened her mouth to speak of wanting to see him take down the Puppet Master, it was because she was certain that she wouldn't be a burden. And in that… Leonel could trust.

'Watch carefully, then. This back of mine, these shoulders, these hands…'

Leonel felt his body flex, vitality pumping through him without end.

'… They'll always be here to protect you.'

These were the ideals of a man.

Leonel shot forward, a field of gravity erupting around his body. His gaze steeled, his heart freezing over.

He no longer saw the patrolling units as humans. He saw them as numbers and figures, puppets that were standing in his way.

feet shifted, illusory wings appearing to his back as he shot

patrol units, raising his spear

a fury-laced aura skyrocketed around him,

cleave, a patrol guard

along the ground, but there wasn't a single scream or shout. A deadpan expression covered the face of the deceased guard as though he hadn't felt any remorse even about

his gaze cold.

spear's shaft, the flowing of his blood growing even

spear bowed beneath his strength, smashing the patrolling guard

as though he didn't know fatigue, as though he didn't know pain. Every blow was just as powerful as the last, if not more powerful. His body fed off a seemingly endless

…

a civil war had suddenly erupted between the people of Earth and many weren't

they be fighting alongside?

the bars. He noticed the odd actions of the guards all the way up until they left their stations entirely. At first, he thought

this is the trump card

…

about him like the droplets of a painting, his skin reddening and

limbs like the instruments of a symphony. His expressions exhibited the focus of a starving artist, his offensive prowess

to feel his strength, to feel his power through

pierced through a final head, hundreds of corpses lying beneath his feet. Blood caked his blade, dripping across his body as though he had just been beneath a rain

A scorching heat billowed outward,

Elemental Force surged around

his irises flickering with

clash of Elements caused

a low, rumbling growl causing the hearts of those who heard it to

armors of ice

gaze shining as a blistering heat continued to

That had ended in a failure due to Leonel's action. However, the attack on Dark Cloud Prison hadn't ended in