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.

was incredibly thin and was filled with perforations as though it was chain mail rather than a true breast

to be described, it was like someone cut out all the veins of the human body and

Force Crafters had been there, they would have been shocked and awed by the spectacle. If it wasn't for the blood and grime ruining the image, this would have maybe been the most beautiful Craft they had ever laid

body quite weak. He even swayed, seemingly about to fall over any time now. From afar, he truly seemed to have reached the very end of his limits. Yet, he continued

In fact, the entire battlefield had come to a grinding

Leonel didn't seem to

Master, his visage expressionless. Even seeing his own blood dripping

right arm flexed, his spear beginning to slowly draw runes into the ground around the Puppet

along its neck.

on its ability at the moment... what

and the Forcd Art lit

flame suddenly erupted around the

its body being slowly cooked from the outside,

a thing, the tip of Leonel's spear lit up with

and deliberate, the muffled cries of the

to emit from Leonel's lips as though his inner organs were being charred. But, once again,

ash, leaving nothing

of light suddenly appeared above the pile of ash. They were so large that they far outstripped even Leonel's own

giving the young man who seemed to stand at the center of the world an even more

of his palm, Leonel's spear vanished, a surfboard appearing

movements as nimble as he could muster with just a single arm, he brought Aina down from his back, a light smile gracing his

to say, but of them seemed to want to make themselves known. She simply held onto him with all her might, her

remaining arm to pat her on the head, his heart filled with warmth and