Dimensional Descent

Leonel brandished his spear, blocking the swipe of a devastating claw attack.

His body rattled and shook, his internal organs threatening to shear apart beneath the strain. However, his gaze remained cold an indifferent, as though the frigid energies of the white wolf couldn't impact him in the slightest.

The flickering Runes across his body solidified. In that moment, whatever jarring inner injuries he felt weakened considerably, his gaze meeting the white blue irises of the wolf before him.

'Little Blackstar.'

Leonel hardly finished his thought before an adorable little mink appeared by his side. After observing the situation, the little guy bore his fangs, his hair standing up on end.

Leonel retreated as Blackstar sent a furious claw swipe forward, causing scythes of dark energy to tear through the air and forcing the white wolf back.

The red wolf appeared in Leonel's path of retreat, his teeth spilling over with billowing flames. It opened its jaws, a jagged row of glistening white being accompanied by a blistering heat.

As though a dragon, its throat flexed and its chest expanded. Due to the size differences, Leonel could clearly see the ball of flames forming and building up. It bubbled like magma, causing a slight red glow to appear at the wolf's throat.

The red armored knights trudged forward, their polearm weapons sweeping toward Leonel as though they didn't fear the fiery breath of the red wolf in the slightest.

SHUUU!

The forward force of the red wolf's breath was so great that its body skidded backward, its claws leaving deep marks in the ground.

Leonel watched as this ball of fire made its way toward him.

air, revolving at dangerous speeds and reflecting colors of red, orange and gold. The air around it seemed to disappear into a vat of billowing smoke, the temperature of the surroundings increasing to the point where it seemed that anyone standing within its

sense the numerous

when it seemed that Leonel would be burnt

speeds of hundreds of miles per hour grinded to a halt, resting on Leonel's outstretched palm as though it was a normal ball rather than a three meter tall

Leonel's hand swiped across.

of fire suddenly accelerated,

it had tried to dodge, it simply couldn't. First it had to deal with Blackstar's claw swipe, but before it

softer than even an assassin's footsteps appeared to Leonel's back. Its actions were so swift and controlled that there wasn't even the

wolf's fangs glistened, biting down toward Leonel

work.' Though Leonel thought this, his

"HA!"

Realm once

did, the minor

open jaw crashing down into the ground with such force that

use the little mink's beast control ability to wrest ownership of these wolves away. But, clearly this wasn't possible. The Puppet Master's control ability

case… he would

the Four Seasons Realm impacting him once again. But, he pretended as though nothing had happened, strong Spear Forces

'Little Blackstar...'

white wolf's body, his little frame and once lush black fur coated

Take this

moment Leonel's words finished,

packed with dense hair. He stood alone in the woods, a darkness pervading his surroundings. The chirps of

above his head, his muscles subtly writhing beneath his coat of hair. His movements were slow,