Dimensional Descent

"For a freshman brat, you sure have a lot of guts." Nigmir's voice seemed to be everywhere, being carried by the wind to all corners. If Leonel didn't know better, he would have thought that he had cloned himself. "Since someone has yet to teach you your place, let it be me."

Nigmir's four meter long lance trembled, a tempest of wind kicking up and concentrating around its shaft. In one moment, it looked no different from an enormous lance. In the next, it had become a drill bit, tearing through the skies with a momentum that would send a cold shiver down anyone's spine.

Nigmir's arm flexed.

In that instant, a cone of rotating wind shot through the skies. It was impossibly fast, crossing a distance of a hundred meters in what felt like a blink.

Leonel's gaze narrowed, a deep black Force flickering around him.

His body vanished, reappearing just a meter to the side.

The cone of wind shot by, causing the merchants below to scatter.

It tore through the ground, burrowing through the earth. The Force was so concentrated and controlled that not a single crack appeared outside the hole. However, even with that being the case, the cone shot through at leas ten meters of ground, and might have had no intention of stopping had it not been for Nigmir's Force running out.

Leonel expression looked at his arm. Numerous shallow cuts had torn into his skin, some of which even drew blood.

His gaze shifted back to the hold in the ground, flashing with a hint of something unknown.

Valiant Heart was a Fifth Dimensional world. Even though it was nowhere near the most powerful Fifth Dimensional worlds

and even then, it required much more effort

to be able to display

flexed once again. This time, his attacks became like a blur, raining down an

air, screaming

widened. 'He's gone

you all still doing

they didn't have guards, were often well versed in the art of self protection. And, those that didn't, had most definitely

trading with what effectively amounted

Leonel seemed to have had a sense of propriety in his actions outside of what he had done with his gravity field, but

a single meter in any direction, but with his calculative abilities, he was able to make use of this

Nigmir didn't seem to care in the

seemed to only grow more and more volatile. With each spiraling cone of death, the

the battlefield, a violent tempest was being kicked up. If a normal human had been in such a situation, even just walking around

clouds kicked up, and even keeping one's eyes open became an

Paradise." Nigmir's voice covered the

expression changed. 'This madman is using a

Kaela felt next made her close her mouth. If using a Style on a