The change was so abrupt that hardly anyone knew how they should react to the suddeness. In one moment devastating pressure was hanging over Earth, and in the next, it was as though it had been washed away by the warmth of a protector.

The life and death of the warriors who had just been valiantly riding the air ship were completely unknown. Many the only person who was aware of the answer to the question aside from the men themselves was Emperor Fawkes.

The hand slowly faded from the skies, but the voice of the Emperor didn't, hanging in the air for just a moment longer.

"… Leonel, you've avoided this old man for long enough, don't you think?"

These words lingered, reverberating through the minds of all those who heard it.

Leonel himself didn't move for a long while as though he couldn't hear the words of this grandfather of his at all. Instead, he had the same thought for the second time that day. In fact, this time, it reverberated in his mind with an even greater fervor.

'Is this what power is?'

Leonel suddenly felt a small hand slip into his. This time, it didn't wash away all the discomfort he was feeling, but at the very least, it gave him something to lean upon somewhat.

His gaze shifted from the skies to the petite young lady standing to his side. Something about her presence gave him the room he needed to breathe easier.

Leonel squeezed her hand lightly.

'Little Blackstar.'

suddenly blazed a trail by Leonel's side. Before Pisces could

to stand on Leonel's shoulder with a beating heart

the shocked Pisces, its little paws digging into the dripping

in horror, her body visibly

"Why… Why me…"

would really lead to her death in this way. She had just

own strokes to the cruelty

over the horizon. But, from start

seeing the Emperor's prowess, and even hearing that he had specifically

his pockets, Elorin's index finger continued to twitch, illusions of slicing the little mink in

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it for a moment previously, it was most definitely enough for him to never forget the impression it had left on him. And, despite the fact he was enraged at the time… it most definitely left a

it far more difficult to ignore the fact a battle was still raging on

first stepped foot onto it, with what remaining just being petty skirmishes, but it was a battle theless. Leonel almost felt bad for flying over

told him that he couldn't delay going to see his grandfather this time. Though it

a war for a world was occurring below, the main core of

wrapping their minds around

led to its doors were lined with warriors, each exuding a dangerous aura. It felt that if even just ten

they all stood here, valiantly guarding the entrance of the Emperor's

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