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.

Leonel said. "Seniors like you can't

whether it was by design or coincidence, but Leonel didn't call Beinala Elder this time. His message couldn't have been

what would happen if I was on the outside. I can only hope

heart. Unfortunately for the latter, he

the outside, finally regaining control of his body. His first instinct was to blast all the energy he had been holding in toward the shop. But, before he

aura completely deflated. His rage had nowhere to vent itself and his embarrassment seemed

out just as the picture above BLACKSTAR reverted

Beinala, followed by his two wives, departed. Though none of them said a word, somehow, the silent condemnation was

rooftop, Sael watched on in silence. She didn't even notice when her eyes had begun to brim

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

Force Crafting. He just barely knew enough to

pinnacle achievement, it

truly shocked Gersan was the fact Leonel was actually able to send a Fifth Dimensional existence packing without

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

could already fight for everything he wanted, so Leonel's words made no difference to him. However, if everyone was like Gersan… The organization would have never fallen to this point

not the first time he had planted such seeds, but the result was

would it be if he was doing all of this for less petty reasons…? What result would there be if he did it

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