Dimensional Descent

Leonel's pupils constricted.

A Domain that cut off the senses. A sharpshooter that wasn't bothered by it. A leader that could ignore it all with intuition. And now a fourth team member that could make use of the all encompassing shadows to move where they pleased?

The composition of this team was enough to make anyone numb. But for Leonel, his eyes suddenly lit up. He had gotten the final piece of the puzzle he needed.

'Little Blackstar.'

"Yip! Yip!"

Shadow Rat suddenly found himself frozen, stuck in a state of corporeal and shadow. He couldn't retreat and he couldn't advance. It felt like some higher being had grasped onto his very soul.

PCHU.

In the darkness, a little mink flashed. When he appeared again, grasped between his little claws was a still beating heart. With just the smallest squeeze, it burst apart, falling in a rain of blood and gore.

Panda was the only one who could see this scene. The contrast between Blackstar's adorable little twitching whiskers and his bloody actions made even the apathetic veteran's heart seize.

To use a darkness domain and a shadow teleportation ability against a Sovereign of the Shadows… It was like leaping with both feet into an early grave.

the greatest weakness of his ability was how long it took to communicate things. This was why it

When Manson said 'ten meters', that was about the only communication that would come from others to himself. When it came

range, Shadow Rat had picked the time just after Leonel dodged to attack as well. Usually, this was the perfect moment.

little mink?! Why wasn't there any

that he had to pull his domain

then that his movements became sluggish. A mental coercion dulled his reflexes. All he could see were two floating orbs

couldn't fathom how the old gentleman,

that at least it was good that his domain would fade away… That

little mink leaping down from his throat and tearing a hole through his chest, taking with him a shadow that somehow felt eerily familiar to him. He couldn't even think about what this

tapped his foot, appearing before

was a Sensory Type under the category of Marksmanship. It allowed him to attach a marker to a given target that

ability because it didn't have a homing ability, but it was still enough to tell that Leonel had suddenly gone from 50 meters from him to

able to aim and shoot. But,

instant Double

and prepared to fire, only

hands trembled, his shot firing awry. Even though he couldn't see a thing, he didn't