Dimensional Descent

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.'

Before Pisces could react, she found a hole where

flashed, appearing to stand on Leonel's

its little

horror, her body visibly

"Why… Why me…"

that a small bout of jealousy would really lead to her death in this way. She had just wanted to grow stronger. Wasn't

ended up adding his own strokes to

over the horizon. But, from

Slayer Legion members who hated Leonel's guts could only watch on in fury. But, after seeing the Emperor's prowess, and even hearing that he had specifically stepped out to protect Leonel… Which of them would truly dare

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

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previously, it was most definitely enough for him to never forget the impression it had

presence the Palace, Leonel would have found it far more difficult to ignore

course, this battle wasn't as explosive as it had been when Leonel 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 it without lifting a

Though it

world. Despite the fact a war for a world was occurring below, the main core of The Capital seemed completely unaffected. It was hard

their hands full wrapping their minds around the strength Emperor

with warriors, each exuding a dangerous aura. It felt that if even just ten of these men and women

stood here, valiantly guarding the entrance