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.

the chains slid across the polearm of the two spears. The hammer wrapped around one edge, changing trajectory and shooting

other more and more speed. When he reached his peak, his arm flexed, swinging

BANG! BANG! BANG!

exact moment Arte countered Leonel's three arrows, sliding back further and further with every strike, the hammer had accelerated toward Leonel's

Leonel's eyes

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

something other than coldness

boil. The whistling wind of the hammer

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

balanced upon shook, pulling against the chains

hammer shifted, flying over Leonel's head by barely an inch at the

However,

moment, it was flying at several hundred kilometers an hour, being just shy 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 if you failed, the best that you could hope for was a lost

most normal thing, Leonel

like a Roman God, his eyes filled with a confidence that could topple worlds. At that moment, his image was imprinted into the minds of all those

forward. His reached out his free hand, causing one of the spears to shoot out of the ground and

expression changed, suddenly finding Leonel flying toward

been previously to change Leonel's trajectory? That seemed like the best choice, but at that moment, Arte found

unable to wrap his brain around what was

long. The spear he grabbed

canon, shooting his spear out like a harpoon. It flew toward