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.

the 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

though he couldn't sense the numerous blade blocking his path or see the looming danger in the

Leonel would be burnt to a crisp, he reached

hundreds of miles per hour grinded to a

Leonel's hand swiped across.

the ball of fire suddenly accelerated, shooting across the battlefield and slamming into the white

matter how hard it had tried to dodge, it simply couldn't. First it had

were so swift and controlled that there wasn't even the slightest

toward Leonel

work.' Though Leonel thought

"HA!"

Realm once

he did, the minor uptick

jaw crashing down into the ground with such force that its mouth snapped

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 was far beyond that of the White Knight Leonel stole

that case… he would just have

once again. But, he pretended as though nothing had happened, strong Spear Forces swirling around him

'Little Blackstar...'

his little frame and once lush black fur coated in

this

words finished, he completed

hair. He stood alone in the woods,

his head, his muscles subtly writhing beneath his coat of hair. His movements were slow, but controlled, a beautiful rhythm hidden