Dimensional Descent

Anared's death was like a sledgehammer to Heira's mind. Even after the city fell, an irrational part of her wanted to believe that it was still possible for him to be there, still possible for him to appear before her just fine.

It couldn't be said that the two were a normal couple by any means. Anared was so focused on becoming worthy that he hardly spent any time with her and Heira was too prideful to ask for more of his time.

But, at the end of the day, they were fiance and fiancee, two people tied to one day be husband and wife.

For Anared, it might have been an uphill battle to claim her hand. But, he had already been so close to the peak, so close to gazing at the horizon from the other side of the mountain.

But reality was cruel.

Just when he was nearly there, just when Earth was about to fall, just when he had almost earned the right to call her his wife... Leonel appeared.

He stood indifferently in the skies, his entire focus ironically on a woman of his own. He hadn't even spared a thought for Heira's threat.

At that moment, Heira's roar suddenly sounded through the battlefield. It carried a pain that cut deep, the kind of wounded cry that could only appear from a beast wrestling its death throes.

However, in maybe the greatest irony, even that was drowned out by what happened next.

The city gates of White City were suddenly slammed opened, their loud BANG reverberating through the battlefield.

"Knights of Camelot! CHARGE!"

King Arthur's voice resounded, Excalibur pointing to the skies as he urged his white steed forward.

knees, tears falling like an endless rain down their cheeks. They stared toward where their brother had been

an annoyance that didn't know his place, a man who

brother and husband. He was a man who confronted Leonel because he believed he had done his sister wrong. Even in his final moment, his thoughts of killing Aina were only to seek revenge for

enemy of two innocents. And for Leonel, with how much he cared for Aina, he simply couldn't bother to listen to Anared's reasoning. Anyone

Leonel in the sky. Strong bursts of energy seemed to swirl around her, but something even stronger

so hard blood dripped down from her fair chin,

think of turning his blade toward her, she crushed a bracelet

sent a glance in that direction, his brow

she wanted to target him, that was fine. It was just that she should know he

mind sending her to the same place her

and then the battlefield below before aiming his surfboard toward the distance.

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the kind of sudden change one read

since left

what they cherished to their backs and leaving the earth with

was, the deaths of those like Roaring Black Lion and Flowing Wind couldn't be reversed. They would rest

...

he took seemed

of this figure, whatever arrogance he had once had vanishing with the

kept looking, panic evident in his eyes. Whatever had caused him to feel such fear had clearly left a shadow over his heart that wouldn't be disappearing anytime

have easily recognized this young man as Raynred, the Young Heir to one of Terrain's Powers. As

"Land!"

Raynred's eyes lit up.