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.

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

future husband had: In a state of

him like a frog in a boiling pot of water. Except for the fact that in this analogy, there wouldn't

Would be happening now!

guards that should have been protecting her

brat to kill their charge right before them. It didn't make any sense. Their reaction time, their training, their prowess, it should have all been far beyond Leonel's. None of this even mentioned the fact they were in arm's length of Heira while Leonel was easily three or four hundred meters

an all pervading fear sunk into their bones, then right after, their expressions twisted with rage beneath their masks, their Fifth Dimensional auras

crashing slabs of rock and metal for

toward him, wouldn't he be dead right now? If Leonel hadn't assumed he was just some servant boy standing quietly in the corner, would he have aimed for him

even into his thoughts of fear. The truth was that even if Leonel had known his identity and the role

weren't about simple revenge. It was deeper

screams began to rock the arena. Those watching the events from a distant place didn't quite know how to

Milky Way Guild? How long

"Yip! Yip!"

now, buddy. We've got some running to do…' Leonel thought bitterly as

one more look toward Aina, but he suppressed the feeling. He knew that if he did, he would see something he definitely did