Dimensional Descent

Leonel took heavy, deep breaths.

When he first created Dreamscape Battle Sense, he never thought that there'd come a day where he would become so proficient at it that his body would give out before his mind did.

It almost felt like the greatest irony. Even now, facing a newly advanced Fifth Dimensional entity, he was able to read, predict and react to his actions without much issue. And, even though it had already been several exchanges, and even though he was using Dream Sense and splitting his mind and senses almost 200 ways, he had barely used 10% of his Dream Force stamina.

But, every time Alexandre moved with his Spatial Domain, every time he threw a punch and forced Leonel to slow him down, it was like another chunk of Leonel's life was taken.

If his Divine Armor was removed now, it might look as though only a skeleton remained. Even his so-called 'heavy' breathing was only heavy to him. By now, he hardly had the strength to take anything more than shallow, quick breaths.

To make matters worse, the injuries he had suppressed after getting hit by Alexandre the first time seemed to want to flare up again.

Leonel's senses had long since locked onto the three Oryx approaching from the distance. In fact, he had sensed them long before they even came into view. But, he really didn't know what to do about it. He couldn't even find a path to deal with Alexandre, if these three decided to attack his army, he wouldn't be able to help even if he wanted to.

A strange helplessness overtook Leonel as he was forced to dodge again.

He coughed violently. Though no blood came out, it felt like searing hot coals were being plunged down his throat. His lungs felt as though they had been lit on fire.

Despite his worry, Rollan, too, noticed the charging Oryx. Realizing that the problem could become bad, he immediately took charge.

an about face,

"ALEXANDRE!"

was deep and held an undeniable majesty to it that resonated

him, the King of the Oryx leapt from his steed, bolting through the

Force…' Leonel smiled

that the King of the Oryx would have the other half of this world's World Spirit. But, if he really had to deal with two World Force users, he would really be finished. Could it be

constrict. Then, as though madmen completely forgetting military law, the entirety of the rebel army surged toward the Capital without thought

"GENERAL!"

all the way down to even the cowardly Goggles. They all seemed

such a scene, he

the weight on his back was still growing heavier. By now, it was heavy enough to make him feel suffocated to an extreme, his heart pumping

have never guessed what would happen

a battle that would likely be his last, the Oryx

expected such

with determination, Everard stepped in its path, his mouth sputtering with blood as

Oryx General's face. His claws stretched out, latching onto Alexandre's arm as though his life depended on it, the only thing holding him up in the air being the

the Oryx King

forward to block,

madman. This glint, even after his chest was completely pierced through,