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.

moment before his gaze turned an

energies stilled. Even the howling winds slowed by a measure, all sound seemingly

up around his feet as he shot forward, missing Emna's pincer from the side and clashing

skimmed across the flat of Rafthin's blade. The latter, who had been expecting another clash of

should have been

really such

air, wrapping to

gather up his momentum

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

expression changed. The speed Rafthin was suddenly falling through the air at was too fast.

he managed to stay within his range, the harsh winds would put a lot of pressure on his energy shields. There was no telling if they would last long

though a single move had already driven him into a corner. 'Aren't you supposed to be a battle expert?! How did you lose so thoroughly in

it wasn't for Rafthin being so easily handled, none of this

was that if every battle had to be decided in

Leonel's Dream Simulations had practically reached a

met Leonel's cold eyes through the air, his body involuntarily

eyes… Could they

edge of the largest pillar, a place that should have been plenty secure, he still felt as though he

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