Dimensional Descent

Leonel couldn't blame Milan too much. Aina had gone from 5'7 to over six feet tall. It was only inevitable that many would think her to be a completely different person.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment as Leonel's mind kicked into overdrive. Numerous thoughts and plans flashed one after another, his thinking speed becoming faster and faster.

Leonel felt sparks flying through his Dreamscape. But, the final connection couldn't be made no matter how hard he tried.

'Augustus Ovilteen, the Head of the Milky Way Guild… The worst case scenario is having to fight a man of that caliber, but there's also a high likelihood that he's involved. Such a high profile deal wouldn't have been made without his approval.'

Leonel looked up and into the high ceiling lights before looking back toward Aina who had been staring at him right from the very beginning.

His lip curled into a slightly bitter smile. It was the kind of look that made Aina's heart skip a beat outside of her control. She knew at that point that Leonel was about to do something that placed him in a ridiculous amount of danger.

It felt as though all her fears were collapsing onto her chest in waves. Leonel hadn't moved, but to her, it was almost like he was fading from existence.

"Don't you dare!" She roared, sirens blaring in her mind.

Leonel's lips moved without a sound.

Sorry.

Aina's mind went blank. She hardly registered what happened next. All she could hear was the whining high pitch of her breathing. All she could see was a blurry world of flashing light and cacophonic explosions.

When she realized that she should probably move, to do something, do anything…

…

into action. 'Sorry about this,

of white gold wings appeared to Leonel's back. Before Milan could react, Leonel appeared behind him, his foot snapping outward with such force that

was clear by the fact he was chosen as

Unfortunately, it didn't matter.

gold and fires of black-red exploded around Leonel's leg. It was an objectively beautiful sight, the way the lightness and darkness contrasted and danced about one

planted leg shattered the arena beneath

half to Leonel's back crumbled into large, irregularly shaped stone slabs that kicked

front splintered into a web of shatter pieces all at once

that was when

of his hands and the soles

in the air, a sharp pain stinging his lower back as he drew a line right toward

…

that Leonel had a reason for doing all of this, that he had a reason for cutting her away like this when they had already both agreed to rise to the top together,

should have been able to stop Milan in the air without injuring the both of them, and yet she was too late to raise even a hand. The worst hadn't even happened yet, but she had practically collapsed because she knew all too

that moment, Head Hutchin flashed to Aina's side, placing a hand on

then that Leonel

black accented by vibrant golds and silvers. Its barrel

in the arena seemed

of the sniper rifle began to glow. It was imperceptible, but the heat of the arena

a heavy violet air manifesting around his very being. His short hair waved about

the silent masked figures, the barrel of his gun lining

be like this, he might as

to keep them all safe… You are my Queen,