Silence.

There were many kinds of emotion silence could portray. There were comfortable silences, stunned silences, even murderous silences. But, when one was faced with a sight they never thought they would see in their entire lives, it was then that a silence that marked the soul for a lifetime was bred.

This was the kind of silence that grasped at one's thoughts and laced one's dreams, the kind of silence that refused to be forgotten and couldn't be ignored.

And at the center of it all, there was a young man with fury lighting his eyes. To his back, there was the person he cared most for, the light of his path forward being lit by her emotions.

Leonel took a step forward. He crossed through the barrier of fluctuating space as though he couldn't feel the danger, raising up into the skies as though a deity looking down on Earth. For a moment, he seemed to overshadow even Ascension Palace, standing on a plane that superceded thought.

"GET THE HELL OUT HERE!"

Leonel's booming force shook The Capital, the earth beneath him quaking.

Buildings trembled and fell, collapsing in on their own structures as though autonomous beings shaking in fear.

Leonel's palm flipped over, a bow appearing.

His back flexed, gaining a strength no weaker than treated metal.

He pulled back, crackling streaks of light and whistling winds surrounding him as his self crafted glove poured strength into his strike.

Three streaking arrows tore through the skies, sending a barrage toward the City Lord's mansion.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

shattered and collapsed, the

intent on stopping. Universal Force swirled around him, fueling his every strike. Every twang of his bow string shattered the sound barrier, sending

if they weren't directly pierced through by Leonel's strikes, the aftermath wasn't something they were equipped to handle. Many of them had only barely stepped into the Fourth Dimension,

how bloodshot his gaze was beneath the violet hues of his irises, but

in his mind again and again. The torture she experienced was like

senses locked onto an impending danger. Rage

they

giants being so easily controlled. However, even then, he didn't manage to make it back until his mansion was long since destroyed.

be a problem. Hargrove wasn't off put by Leonel being unaffected by the Puppet Master's spell in the slightest. With the way the Puppet Master manifested its ability this time, it relied on the blood of Eartherners, as long as one of Leonel's parents or

reason he didn't want the Puppet Master to step out was because it would then be obvious who was causing the people of Earth to feel so weak. Even though the Puppet Master could easily regain control after going

battle might shift if the people of Earth knew to focus on

kid had to

javelin to appear in his hands. His body bowed and his arm

BANG! BANG!

seemed to shatter as the weapon

that no matter how Leonel turned to dodge, it would still cause him to

called it Stunning Accuracy. His every javelin throw would land in a spot so perfect it would

he had already lost count to the number of lives he had reaped with his marksmanship. He had earned his right to be amongst the four strongest

though all his pride was being trampled by a pair

to appear. He nocked them simultaneously and fired them all at

the air

was so perfect that neither weapon deviated, clashing

a split moment, the arrow shattered, its strength far too weak. In fact, the collision was

the point of the javelin together, forming a tri

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