Dimensional Descent

Aina looked down toward the kneeling Rafthin then toward Leonel. By now, wouldn't Leonel have done something? So why was he just standing there holding back a laugh?

In these last couple years, Aina had gotten better at controlling her coercion to the point that it no longer leaked without her direction. So, that sort of primal desire everyone had when they looked at her was no longer there.

Unfortunately, there was only so much she could do aside from this. Even if she covered her face, the annoyances would come. She hadn't had to deal with such things in the last two years, but it seemed that she would have to get used to it now.

That said, there was quite a simple answer to all of this.

Aina's hand flashed to the side and caught Leonel's arms, subtly pinching his skin as though blaming him for not doing something.

Rafthin's expression froze, his mouth half open as he had been prepared to give another long spiel.

His head slowly turned toward Leonel, but all he received in return for his glare was a shrug and an almost sheepish smile.

"Better luck next time."

In the distance, the Head of Rusted Blade's expression darkened. Rafthin was truly not a bad student, but his understanding of timing and place had always been off.

Had he done this after the first round, there wouldn't have been an issue. But, to be embarrassed in such a fashion before it even began would only dampen the mood of the others even more.

'At least maybe now he'll actually take this seriously. How ridiculous.'

it was free of dust. Without a word, as though nothing had

beautiful future

know what to say to this… But, as the saying went, you missed 100% of the shots you didn't take. It seemed that

a cursory

to compare her to Aina. Rather, Emna should be the name of the

of his gaze, Leonel managed to pick out Wissan who should be the Head Student of Misty Woods. He was quite an obscure and lowkey character. A bit chubby and

on his strength and the subtle atmosphere

enough reconnaissance. About time this starts,

"Be careful."

wouldn't usually say such a thing when he was clearly up against inferior competition. Yet,

and nodded, a light

along with three others, one from each of the Organizations, dashed forward, sprinting along the waving pillars as though it was flat ground

youths remained jostling for position, waiting for the elders to reach the

filled the hearts of the Valiant Hall students. It felt as though they were

push for a frontline position like the others. Looking

quite placid. But, when he noticed that Leonel looked toward his twin daggers again and shook his head, he felt a spark of rage

now. There

bestial aura wafting out from his body. His

raised an eyebrow. 'Hoho, how

brightly. If they all accepted that their enemy wasn't each other, then this would

I don't mind helping all