Dimensional Descent

Leonel's eyes flashed.

With quick movements, his heavy spear disappeared, replaced by a twin set of spears he immediately speared into the ground on either side of himself.

CLANG!

The chains rang out, clashing against the polearm of the spears.

Leonel leapt into the air, balancing the tips of his toes on both spears and pushing against them to stop the chains from closing in any more.

Arte felt a strong repulsive force, stopping him from tightening the chains any further. He was shocked by Leonel's response, but his lip couldn't help but twitch when he saw the quality of the spears Leonel was using as foot rests. Where the hell was this freshmen getting all of these weapons from?!

Unfortunately for Arte, Leonel's unconventional response had a purpose.

Leonel's palm flipped over, revealing a tall, sleek black bow. In the blink of an eye, he had released three arrows. They streaked across the slowly setting sky of dusk, reflecting the gorgeous violent and deep red hues of the sun above.

Arte reacted quickly, releasing his grip on one hammer and pulling back on the other hard.

The chains were finally free.

A hammer shot out like a cannonball. Arte pulled back so hard that Leonel felt his footing quake.

of the two spears. The hammer wrapped around one edge, changing trajectory and shooting for Leonel's head as though it had a mind of

remaining hammer, continuously pulling back to give the other more and more speed. When he reached his peak, his arm flexed, swinging downward with

BANG! BANG! BANG!

with every strike, the hammer had

Leonel's eyes

giving Arte even more momentum. As he pulled back further, the

gaze suddenly glowed with something other than coldness or surprise…

boil. The whistling wind of the hammer shooting toward him

at a speed that was inconceivable to most. As clever as Arte's attack was, it

The spears he balanced upon shook, pulling against the chains still sparking against

flying over Leonel's head by barely an inch at the very last

spears, shooting back toward Arte. However, it was then that

of the speed of sound. Trying to grab onto such a thing at that moment, even if you succeed, felt no different from courting death. And

though it was the most normal thing, Leonel completed it all

above his head. He looked like a Roman God, his eyes filled with a confidence

his body shot forward. His reached out his free hand, causing

finding Leonel flying toward

had been previously to change Leonel's trajectory? That seemed like the best choice, but at that moment, Arte found that his weapon wasn't responding to him. All the Force he tried to poor

to wrap his

for very long. The spear he grabbed didn't remain

Leonel's arm became like a canon, shooting his spear out like a