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.

wrapped around one edge, changing trajectory and shooting for Leonel's head as though it had

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

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leonel's three arrows, sliding back further and further with every strike, the hammer had accelerated toward Leonel's head, having every

clever…' Leonel's

momentum. As he pulled back

glowed with something other than coldness

blood boil. The whistling wind of

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

upon shook, pulling against the chains

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

the two spears, shooting back toward Arte. However, it

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

was the most normal thing, Leonel completed it all in a single

manifested above his head. He looked like a Roman God, his eyes filled with a confidence that could topple worlds. At that moment,

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

changed, suddenly finding Leonel

up his hammers? That was impossible. Control it as he 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 into it was

wrap his brain around what

Leonel didn't allow him to think for very long. The spear he grabbed didn't

shooting his spear out like a harpoon. It flew toward Arte as though a star