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.

turned an eerie cold

plummet and the energies stilled. Even the howling winds slowed by

feet

been expecting another clash of strength, felt as though

support, and Leonel's lack of the same, the result should have been obvious. The battle should have been decided the moment Leonel

Leonel really such

slid by Rafthin in the air, wrapping to his back in a

out with his leg, he both used Rafthin as leverage to gather up his momentum once again

very beginning. But the question was, would he protect himself by

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

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 enough to help

used to being calm and collected, but it felt as though a single move had already driven him into a corner.

so easily handled, none of

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

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 Dimension. Now that his mind was in the Fifth Dimension, the

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

eyes… Could they even be

before him, his spear swinging outward. Even though Wissan was at the very edge of the largest pillar, a place

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