Dimensional Descent

A blazing pillar of fire left Leonel's lips.

To those of the Luxnix, it really felt as though the world might end at any time. Elody, who was the closest to Leonel by far, took on a level of damage that could only be described as fatal. An entire layer of skin that faced Leonel burnt off piece by piece, the shocking amount of pain snapping him out of his half unconscious state.

The devastation was difficult to grasp. Even Leonel's Duality Spear couldn't seem to withstand it at all.

Seith's expression changed. He had no idea who Leonel was. Or, more accurately, he couldn't identify Leonel by his face alone. But, when he saw what was happening, even his own spine tingled. He was already well into the Sixth Dimension and someone on Leonel's level should have been a matter of the flex of a single finger to deal with, but the Force being projected out of his body right now filled Seith with so much fear that he froze for several seconds, his mind going completely blank.

Under normal circumstances, Seith wouldn't even be here. It was only because Rychard had come to communicate something with him that he had gone so far. Because Rychard was now the Crown Heir of the Viola family, something only recently announced, the was an amount of face that Seith had to give him.

In other families, Rychard would have been entertained by their own Crown Heir, but unfortunately for Seith, the situation of the Luxnix was a bit … unique. In every other situation, the Patriarch had higher standing than the Crown Heir. But, in the Luxnix, it was the opposite. Myghell's standing was far beyond Seith's and the former had the backing of both the Feather Sword warriors and the Star Order Council. In the end, such a perfunctory job was left up to Seith.

When Seith snapped out of it, he realized just how terrible the situation was and immediately began giving out orders.

"Corner off this location! Don't allow anyone to enter this kilometer radius! Someone give me a briefing of what the hell happened right now!"

forward. He only had one goal in mind:

were an important balancing factor. Without them, Myghell's influence on this generation would be too strong. Though it was a bit naïve of Seith to believe that just

be far too much. He couldn't' allow Elody to die. Even if he didn't have such political

last generation. He used the Sixth Dimensional movement techniques of the Luxnix with such skill that he managed to cover

melt away piece by piece, withering away under the

just Tier 3 of the Fifth Dimension. How could a youth so far

gaze. He didn't know exactly what had happened here, but he didn't recognize Leonel and just by his tanned skin and hair color, he shouldn't be a member of the main branch. If Leonel

Leonel where he stood until he felt something lock onto him.

like what a child would feel toward the dark. But, it was still easy enough for one with a strong mind like Seith to bury this feeling

this danger was completely different. It wasn't an irrational or instinctual fear, it was the kind of fear one felt when they ran into something they knew they couldn't overcome, the kind of fear that had to be learned through

Seith from head to toe. He had no idea who was protecting Leonel in the shadows, but this experience was all he needed to

By now, the latter's face had practically entirely melted, his features becoming impossible to distinguish and pick out. If things continued, he really would have no chance or