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

it was by design or coincidence, but Leonel didn't call Beinala Elder this time.

time because my Force Crafting saved me. But it's impossible to tell what would happen if

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

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

deflated. His rage had nowhere to vent itself and his embarrassment seemed to have only increased by several times

turned and sliced through the crowd on his way out just as the picture

none of them said a word, somehow, the silent condemnation

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

Gersan frowned, looking at Sael as though she had lost her mind.

much about Force Crafting. He just barely knew enough to know that it was impressive for Leonel to defeat Beinala, but he didn't quite know how

was even if this was a pinnacle achievement, it definitely shouldn't be anything worth crying like this over…

actually able to send a Fifth Dimensional existence packing

quite get it because he was one of the few who would

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 organization would have never fallen to this point to begin with. By now, it had little to do

not the first time he had planted such seeds, but

a person who didn't even dare to say his name… How good would it be if he was doing all

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