Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked up, seemingly having no intention of standing from his location.

"Ah, Elder Beinala. What brings you here?" Leonel smiled lightly.

Arte stood in the middle, at a bit of a loss in what to do. He could feel that there was something off about the current atmosphere, but he had no way of understanding why that was. And, for some reason, he also found it much too awkward to try and leave at the moment. In fact… He didn't quite know how to leave, there wasn't exactly a door. He assumed that Leonel would have to send him out, but he was clearly occupied at the moment.

The room was split into several workstations and had a very open atmosphere. Usually, one would be able to choose whoever they wanted to work on their treasure, but, obviously, Jac didn't have such a thing.

Jac snapped out of his stupor, finding Leonel smiling back at him. Though he as an elder smiled back, he still felt somewhat stifled.

After being allowed in, Jac thought that he would be able to directly enter the shop's first floor and view the items. Yet, instead of that, he was sent here. Any thought he had of saying a few casual words to sow some doubt was thrown out of the window immediately.

"Ah, Leonel is it, right?"

Leonel smiled. "I'm honored that you would remember my name. Yes, I am Leonel."

"Good, good." Jac chuckled. "I was very much looking forward to seeing your shop, but have you brought me here to see repairs instead?"

"Ah, yes. You actually came at a good time. I just finished a repair for Arte, here. He was just about to test it out."

Leonel turned his gaze toward Arte. But, by now, the latter was drenched in cold sweat.

he felt that he was somehow in the heat of

entity he couldn't hope to defeat. Even if Beinala was a Crafter, there was no doubt he could crush him with a

Arte. He felt that Leonel was an insurmountable mountain he couldn't see through in the slightest. And, to make matters worse, he was

was going on here, but he knew that

head out to test it a bit. After all,

Even if a Fifth Dimensional existence wanted to cause some damage here, they would have to go

trying to look toward Jac out of the corner

having picked up on any sort of threat. "I say, how

through some mine tunnels. I ended up taking advantage of the situation and making a small bit of

had nothing to hide so he laid everything

But, as though a light bulb had gone off in his head, his eyes widened before his expression suddenly turned to one of worry and concern. "You

slits,

shop was quite small. If not for these

"Leonel, oh

his head as though lamenting something

something wrong?" Leonel

toward Leonel