Dimensional Descent

"What is this supposed to mean?"

Joel stood as the core of the group, he knew that he had to. If he let anyone else lead the conversation, there would definitely be some words exchanged that couldn't be taken back. It was his duty to at least try to keep things as amicable as he could, but even he was on the verge of losing his temper.

They had all been worried about Leonel. This state of ignorance they were all in just made things a million times worse, especially since they were all forced to stay here without the ability to interfere.

It could be said that their nerves were fried, their tempers were short and their fuses were even shorter. It was a powder keg that was difficult to keep control of, even for Joel.

He could barely keep the edge of aggression from his voice, his tone even and calm. At that moment, he wished he could detach himself as easily as Leonel did.

At that moment, Yuri stood with several things in her hands.

One was the Segmented Cube that Leonel almost always left with Aina these days. It was one of his most important treasures, and it was the closest thing to home he had. His reasons, then, for leaving it with Aina so often was clear.

He wanted her to know that he would always return, that she was where his heart was and only with her could he truly unwind and relax.

talisman that lay on top of it. From time to time, the talisman would light up as though someone was trying to make use of it. But, Joel knew enough about the Dimensional Verse now to know that

used it, it would begin recording and relaying the situation back. He knew that

the talisman. Every time it happened, her gaze seemed to become more and more dead, the paleness of her

focused on his escape, but once or twice a minute he would pour his Force into his own talisman, checking to see if

the necklace Aina always wore. Leonel had made it for her 19th birthday. Since that moment, she had

was finally open about the feelings

disappeared for months back then, working on the Crafts that helped them win the war against Terrain. Aina could still remember every feeling of horror, pain and anxiety she had experienced in those months. But that necklace was like

thing

to be the second hardest to part with. Every item was like a piece of her soul she was giving away, but this one

been worn in shame or when one wanted to hide. If any other man had given

her face, he hadn't given

been a constant torture. The pain, the itchiness, the constant reminder that her face was forever marred by the people she hated

received