Dimensional Descent

The Puppet Master froze and looked into the skies. But, by the time it wanted to move, it was already too late.

Its thoughts were maybe just as confusing as the situation itself.

"... A city?"

Before the stunned gazes of those watching on, the ground around Leonel and the Puppet Master glowed for just a moment.

A strong seal of space locked down the region, rendering the Puppet Master completely immobile. It could only stand in place, its eyes fixed onto the skies.

A city appeared, but it didn't fall. It hovered in the skies as though it too was locked in space.

The spatial fluctuations of the two cities, one above and one below, pushed and pulled against one another as though they were magnets, sealing an entire expanse of tens of kilometers.

Leonel coughed, his body moving with incomparable slowness. However, the fact he could move at all made Anared and the Puppet Master's eyes widen.

No matter how hard they pushed and pulled, they couldn't move a single inch. This situation made Vice's ability seem like nothing more than child's play.

As though this alone wasn't bad enough, those outside this two cities couldn't seem to approach either. It was like a massive barrier of space had completely locked the region down. Even Anared, who stood on the city walls, just a few meters from freedom, couldn't seem to cross the final steps.

However, it was only after one looked at Leonel that they realized something was off.

On Leonel's chest, a crude breast plate had appeared. In fact, one would be hard pressed to call it a breast plate at all.

as though it was chain mail rather than a

perforations were actually intricate and delicate patterns. If it had to be described, it

the blood and grime ruining the image, this would have maybe been the most beautiful Craft

any time now. From afar, he truly

silent city. In fact, the entire battlefield had come to a grinding

didn't seem to

way to the Puppet Master, his visage expressionless. Even seeing his own blood

to slowly draw runes into the ground

along its neck. But, nothing it tried

effect on its ability at the moment... what use did that have

runes completed and the

scorching flame suddenly erupted around the Puppet

scream, feeling its body being slowly cooked from the outside,

Leonel's spear lit up

slow and deliberate, the muffled cries of the

as though his inner organs were being charred. But, once again, he didn't seem to notice

Variant Invalid had been burnt to ash, leaving nothing but a pile of black soot, he remained

ash. They were so

moment, they swept into him, giving the young man who seemed to stand at

spear vanished, a surfboard appearing to

muster with just a single arm, he brought Aina down from his back,

them seemed to want to make themselves known. She simply held onto him with all her might, her small hands clawing at his exposed

arm to pat her on