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

frontline of patrol

flexed, his arms bulged, a fury-laced aura skyrocketed around him, suffocating all those in

a single cleave, a patrol guard

deadpan expression covered the face of the deceased guard as though he hadn't felt any remorse even about his

his gaze cold. He stood amidst hundreds of guards, his

fists gripped around his spear's shaft, the flowing of his blood growing

so ferocious that his spear bowed beneath his strength, smashing the

didn't know pain. Every blow was just as powerful as the last, if not more

…

had no idea what was happening. They didn't understand why a civil war had suddenly erupted between the people of Earth and many weren't entirely sure how to

side should they be fighting

up until they left their stations entirely.

curled. 'So this is the trump card Terrain mentioned?

…

Blood flew about him like the droplets of a painting, his skin reddening and steam practically billowing out from his

a symphony. His expressions exhibited the focus of a starving

Aina to feel his strength, to feel his power through the

caked his blade, dripping across his body as though he had just been beneath a

heated breath left Leonel's lips. A scorching heat billowed outward, boiling the air

Fire Elemental Force surged around

his irises flickering with a

of Elements

out, a low, rumbling growl

of ice walked, brandishing polearm weapons of all

Leonel's Dreamscape, his gaze shining as a blistering heat continued to crackle the air around

That had ended in a failure due to Leonel's action. However, the attack on