Dimensional Descent

A resounding CLANG reverberated across the battlefield as Rafthin's rusted blade met Leonel's spear.

To the former's surprise, Leonel met him head on without much issue, the chains of the spear suddenly lashing out to wrap around his broad sword.

Rafthin quickly tried to retreat, but Leonel had reacted too fast. Though he managed to pull back before the chains could wrap all the way around, the momentum he lost from freeing himself left him far short of the pillar he was aiming for.

Rafthin plummeted down from the skies. It seemed for a moment that just like this, his life would be forfeit.

But it was then that what looked like an energy platform appeared beneath his feet, saving him from his fall and allowing him to jump back to one of the pillars.

Leonel raised an eyebrow, his gaze locking onto Wissan in the distance.

'An energy shield ability could be used with such flexibility, hm? His range is also not bad at all.'

Energies of clashing hot and cold reverberated around Leonel, the lingering impact of Rafthin's strike persisting. But, the harsh pulling and pushing Force didn't seem to impact Leonel very much.

"Attack together." Wissan said. "I will cover you."

Emna and Rafthin took the hint. And judging by their demeanors, it was clear that they were very much serious this time.

an eerie cold for the first time since the

the energies stilled. Even the howling winds slowed by

feet

across the flat of Rafthin's blade. The latter, who had been expecting another clash of strength, felt as though he

the perfect opportunity. With Wissan's support, and Leonel's lack of the same, the result should have been obvious. The battle should have been decided

was Leonel really

by Rafthin in the air, wrapping to his back

to gather up his momentum once again and send him tumbling down toward the harsher winds below

the question was, would he protect himself by placing several shields between him and Leonel

speed Rafthin was suddenly falling through the air at was too fast. It didn't even give him much time to think about it

out of his range. But, even if he managed to stay within his range, the harsh winds would put a

collected, but it felt as though a single move had already driven him

so easily handled, none of

Wissan didn't know, though, was that if every battle had to be decided in a single exchange… The last person you wanted to fight would

was in the air and couldn't easily change his attack method only sealed his fate all the more. In these last two years, Leonel's Dream Simulations had practically reached a point of perfection in the Fourth

then that Wissan met Leonel's cold eyes through the air, his

Could they even be considered

him, his spear swinging outward. Even though Wissan was at the very edge of the largest pillar, a place that should have been plenty secure, he still felt as though he was quickly falling

of which he had never seen before. He could see endless bloody battlefields and a blade that carved through them all with a