Dimensional Descent

Aina stood with her back to Nigmir's fallen body. Though one couldn't see her face, the cold look one could see through the slits in her mask were enough to send shivers down one's spine.

The contrast between Leonel and Aina was too drastic. There was no mercy, no hesitation, there wasn't even a small chance. The moment Nigmir showed such signs to her, she cut him down where he stood.

At that moment, Aina was pissed. She wasn't only pissed at the members of Bear Rose, she was pissed at Leonel too. He might think it was fine to forgive your enemies like this, but how was she supposed to react when a boorish brute who just tried to kill her man was let off so easily?

It was always easiest for the victim to forgive, but what about those who cared for the victim? Was she supposed to let things go too?

Aina felt that she was maybe too agitated, but the feeling was stifling. She didn't know how many times she had to tell Leonel to stop showing mercy like this. She didn't know when he'd finally realize that a hint of mercy shown today could easily come back to bite him the next. It was infuriating to the point she didn't even want to look at him right now.

If it wasn't for Nigmir coming in a timely fashion to give her something to vent on, she might have exploded already.

The volatile feelings in her chest rampaged around. And now, she had to wait ten minutes for the next victim.

Aina herself hated that she reacted so violently. She found it harder and harder to keep her cool when things were related to Leonel, a problem he ironically had the same issue with though toward her.

But, compared to Leonel who only wanted to protect her, Aina found some of Leonel's actions deeply frustrating sometimes.

a part of Leonel's larger scheme, a scheme that was working out perfectly now. But what was the point

amber eyes tinged with

reached out a hand and made a snatching motion toward Nigmir's corpse. What happened next

Nigmir's corpse convulsed. In the next moment, all the blood that had been pooling shot toward a single point, forming into a

of Nigmir's body dispelled into the wind like ash, floating away

of scene one would never forget in their

hovering there and reflecting the now high sunlight. It acted as

deepened. But in the end, he

Aina, he had yet to tell her than he loved her. Maybe it was because he didn't know what those words meant, or maybe it was because

managed to jump over many hurdles. But, the one that had yet to be cleared was ironically

of Aina's delicate, small hand piercing through the heart of another human being was forever imprinted into

telling him that this was the person she was, the person that she had always been. The gentle, graceful young woman he had known in school was nothing but a mask she

he thought he liked wasn't her at all.

recovered from even now.

quite funny. It seemed that he was very

believe that he could stand to his

even such a