Dimensional Descent

In the beginning, there was nothing but silence.

The crowd, which had believed the battle was starting up with Leonel's kick was ready to get into the action. Seeing Leonel's display of strength and power, even to the point of shattering the arena for all that it was worth, how could they not feel their blood boil? This was what they had come for. This was what they wanted to see.

However, how could they know that Leonel's reason for sending Milan flying like that had little to do with giving them the entertainment they so ravenously sought after. He had two purposes, both of which were fulfilled by a single action.

The first was to give himself space. The vicinity around the sniper rifle when it fired couldn't be handled by just anyone. And, he also didn't want Milan getting swept up in what was coming. He needed speed and that unfortunately had to translate to power as well.

The second reason was layered. He needed to ensure that Aina couldn't interfere in the immediate aftermath. Even though he was certain that she would be able to handle Milan without injuring either of them, he obviously hadn't wanted to harm the two of them to begin with. What he wanted was for Aina to be distracted and unable to get caught up in these matters.

This, unfortunately, resulted in him taking advantage of Aina's distraught state. Because the only way to truly ensure that Aina didn't interfere was by making sure someone more powerful than she was stepped in. And, that was where Head Hutchin who currently had a hand on her shoulder came into play.

The silent, tacit deal that was made across space between the two men was clear: Protect my people and I'll give your Valiant Heart Mountain a chance to survive this ordeal.

The crowd was obviously unaware of all of this. They had been excited to an extreme until the point they witnessed Heira's chest being torn through.

moment to vent her hatred and fury. She didn't even get a chance to say

way her future husband had: In a state of despair, unable

in death was that Leonel's current actions made him like a frog in a boiling pot of water. Except for the fact that in this analogy,

Would be happening now!

Heira's side, seemingly guards that should have been protecting her safety, suddenly snapped

allowed a Third Dimensional brat to kill their charge right before them. It didn't make any sense. Their reaction time, their training, their prowess,

they realized what happened, they were first stricken with horror, then an all pervading fear sunk into their bones,

hung onto the crashing slabs of rock and

Leonel hadn't assumed he was just some servant boy standing quietly in the corner, would he have aimed for him

his thoughts of fear. The truth was that even if Leonel had known his identity and the role he had played in all of this, his sniper rifled would have still been aimed for

weren't about simple revenge. It was deeper than

a path toward Leonel as the screams began to rock the arena. Those watching the events from a distant place didn't quite know how to react to this change either. But, there were a few older gentlemen and noble women that leaned back in their chairs and took

Way Guild? How long

"Yip! Yip!"

to do…' Leonel thought bitterly as Little Blackstar hopped

fiber of Leonel's being wanted to take just one more look toward Aina, but he suppressed the