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.

one to be bullied in silence." Leonel said. "Seniors like you can't be considered my

but Leonel didn't call Beinala Elder this time. His message couldn't have

what would happen if I was on the outside. I

to Jac's heart. Unfortunately for the latter, he was soon forcefully teleported

on 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 got a chance

and his embarrassment seemed to have

out just as the picture above BLACKSTAR reverted back to its silver and black

departed. Though none of them said a word, somehow, the silent condemnation was even worse than receiving a verbal

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

Gersan frowned, looking at Sael as though she had lost her mind. What was wrong with this senior sister of

with for obvious reasons. Plus, he also didn't know much about Force Crafting. He just barely knew enough

was even if this was a pinnacle achievement, it definitely shouldn't

Leonel was actually

bothering to explain in too much depth. Gersan didn't quite get it because he was one of the few who would have fought for his rights against his seniors regardless. Even when he found out Leonel had a

mind of a talent like Gersan, he could already fight for everything he wanted, so Leonel's words made no difference to him. However, if everyone was like Gersan… The

know what Leonel had done, and she had a strong feeling that this was definitely not the first time he had planted such seeds, but the result was something she was seeing right before her

dare to 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 he

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