Dimensional Descent

Little Tolly split into over a hundred small pieces, coating each and every one of the fragile pieces. For a moment, it looked as though Leonel had a hundred long lines of silver stacked before him.

Then, with a thought, they began to twist relative to one another.

First they combined in groups of five, twisting into a thicker line. Then, those groups of five combined with three others like them to form groups of four. Finally, those full bundles of twenty came together, forming a final line.

All the while, Leonel's quill moved like lightning. His movements were so controlled and precise that he didn't have to pause Little Tolly's actions even a single time. He was absolutely perfect.

When Little Tolly finally slipped out from and revealed the final product Jac felt as though his eyes were about to bulge.

However, as though he didn't notice, Leonel calmly attached the newly made bowstring to its body and lightly pulled.

The twang of a bowstring seemed to pluck at the hearts of all those who saw it.

*Bloop* *Blop*

Little Tolly's many parts came together as one and happily landed on Leonel's hands, snaking around his fingers until it snuggled around his wrist.

It was only at that moment that Jac realized that Leonel hadn't used his Force Crafting Gloves from beginning to end. He clenched his jaw, but still couldn't move an inch.

silence." Leonel said. "Seniors like you

by design or coincidence, but Leonel didn't

my Force Crafting saved me. But it's impossible to tell what would happen if I was on the

like hammers to Jac's heart. Unfortunately for the latter, he was

blast all the energy he had been holding in

nowhere to vent itself and his

word, he turned and sliced through the crowd on his way out just as the picture above BLACKSTAR reverted

all watch silently as Beinala, followed by his two wives, departed. Though none of

Sael watched on in silence. She didn't even

are you crying about?" Gersan frowned, looking at Sael as though she had lost

reasons. Plus, he also didn't know much about Force Crafting. He just barely knew enough to know that it

he felt, though, was even if this was a pinnacle achievement, it definitely

the fact Leonel was actually able to send a Fifth Dimensional existence packing

one of the few who would have fought for his rights against his seniors regardless. Even when he found

words made no difference to him. However, if everyone was like Gersan… The organization would have never fallen to this point to begin with. By now, it had little to do with him and

strong feeling that this was definitely not the first time he had planted such seeds, but the result was something she was seeing right

say his name… How good would it be if he was doing all of this for less petty reasons…? What result would there be if

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