Dimensional Descent

The words stunned Anared. However, before he could even think of reacting, Leonel had shot forward, his spear ringing.

The Puppet Master felt as though its dignity was being tarnished. Or, rather, it had enough understanding of human nature to understand that this was how it should be feeling. But , whether it experienced emotion in this way or not was another matter entirely.

What it did feel, though, was that Leonel was wholly irrational. Even if its ability was set aside, just its strength of Force alone was enough to squash Leonel into a meat paste. The difference between them was impossibly vast.

Though it was surprised that Leonel had survived its initial strike, it was only that. That hit, even if it was being generous, was only casual. Plus, it had to make sure not to use too much strength to not end up killing Aina as well.

At this point, all the Puppet Master wanted to do was end things as quickly as possible. It had no intention of allowing this to continue. It could already sense that the tide of the battlefield was changing.

The headpiece the Puppet Master had stolen from Aina suddenly began to glow, strong waves of mental strength gathering.

The feeling was intoxicating, as though the whole world was at its fingertips. The Puppet Master couldn't help but close its eyes.

When Anared gathered himself, and saw Leonel's actions, he couldn't help but be baffled.

'Fool.'

Leonel appeared just two meters from the Puppet Master, his spear shooting forward like an obsidian flood dragon. Its tip quivered ever so slightly, overloaded by Leonel's strength.

At that moment, the Puppet Master's eyes snapped open, the brunt of its mental prowess bearing down on Leonel.

"It's over." Heira said plainly.

Even from here, she could feel the fearsomeness of the Variant Invalid. To have an ability that could cover an entire world was the marker of a deity amongst men. To try and face such an ability without any protection to speak of was the epitome of foolishness.

The Puppet Master's gaze locked onto Leonel. It didn't even try to dodge the spear. In its mind, the spear would come to a stop at its own volition soon enough.

Leonel had such a sturdy body, it didn't mind taking him in as a

priority now, though, was to regain control of the Eartherners. It had

news was that Variant Invalids were so rare that not many could claim to have been in the presence

the sooner it returned to

should be over now,

BANG!

Master suddenly felt its chest caving in. A blade pierced through it about three inches, only to be stopped by the strength of its bones. But, it felt as though it had been hit by a train, its body bending into

air in silence, its gaze flickering

What had just happened?

and Heira went

Puppet Master, his face still the picture

the flying Puppet Master

spread outward with it as the center, collapsing buildings

fire in his gaze only growing with each strike. Despite the fact the sturdiness of the Puppet Master's body was enough to cause despair in anyone else, Leonel didn't seem to

about the skies, the force of his strikes so great that it bowed beneath the pressure, curving and snapping back

became like a small sail boat amidst a raging tide, facing

remember another line of Aina's story. He was almost thankful that the Puppet Master's body was so sturdy. He didn't want it to die so fast. He wanted it to feel every ounce of pain and despair she had. He wanted it to grasp at hope where there was , to sit

Flames of the world seemed to react to Leonel's rage. His affinity was so high that it poured in of

didn't have a chance at casting a single spell. All the flaming rage of the world seemed to kneel before

a fiery blaze. If it wasn't

PCHU!

raised spear suddenly came to

around him, he suddenly felt an ice cold chill sink into his body, piercing

barely inclined upward. In fact, even its head was nowhere to be scene, covered by several slabs

had still shot