Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked down toward Thetris whose mouth hung half open. The latter was so stunned by the sudden change that the swig of water he had just taken drizzled out from his mouth, falling down his chin and drenching his shirt completely.

Leonel's hand was like a snaking whip, shooting forward so quickly that Thetris didn't even have a chance to register its movement, let alone react to it.

Thetris keeled over, feeling as though every bone in his rib cage had shattered simultaneously.

His body seemed to lag behind the shot of pain he felt. Time dilated, his body convulsing in a fit of pain before, only then, shooting backward like a rocket.

He crashed into a thick pillar, his spine warping.

The freshman quarters fell into another bout of silence.

Truthfully, over the past two weeks, they had learned to live with Thetris' voice. They had no choice in the matter. It was either they accept it, or leave Valiant Heart entirely. None of them dared to deal with a person protected by a white belt, so how would they dare touch Thetris?

The pillar Thetris had just crashed into was just one of many surrounding a community meditation square. It was meant to be one of the many tasked with helping concentrate Force in this region. Though it was much worse than the personal meditation rooms, as freshman who couldn't afford anything, this was the best they could do with.

Knowing this, there was no surprise, then, that there weren't a small number of people present. Many of them had learned to ignore Thetris, so they hadn't seen the initial collision. But, they had most definitely heard the end result.

When they looked toward the direction Thetris had come flying from, they all felt their heart skip a beat.

Leonel was completely expressionless, but the energies around him seemed to be seething in rage for him. The wind around him was still, almost too still. But, it was as though the world refused to regain its normal color.

Leonel's figure blurred, appearing before Thetris in another blink.

"Hey, hey, hey."

someone else just as

don't you think it's a bit pathetic to wait until the true culprits

for Leonel boiled over. He couldn't help but feel disgust when he looked

asked him to protect him, but if he had

a family background robust enough for Sael to tiptoe around

to flex his talent, only to realize that Valiant Heart had its fair share of steel plates

little dorm room for weeks, only to come and

wasn't pathetic, then what

of meditation, but most of them agreed. Their looks of disdain alone seemed to make the

Gersan to have hardly finished his words before he suddenly found

'Huh…?'

was as though a steel club had swept up and through him. If it wasn't for the fact he had just shut his mouth,

ripped his wrist

erupted on his knuckles, concentrating to the point they formed a level a crimson that seemed reserved for

BANG!

latter flew backward, a trail of smoke

but in the next, he

down,

He landed on the ground, his face grimacing in pain,

of Valiant Hall… it seems you really have

his body up. At that moment, his blue eyes flickered with arcs of

body exploding forward with an impossible