Dimensional Descent

Yuri and Savahn looked toward one another. The stress between their brows was almost too obvious for all to see. It felt like they were a pair of mothers trying to care for their child, but the problem was that this child had the strength to flatten a mountain with a single stomp of her feet.

Was it jealousy? Maybe it was a bit of that. But, from what Yuri and Savahn understood about the situation, it was very likely that Aina was seeing something beyond that, something that she simply hated to see.

Once again, Leonel was putting himself at risk for the sake of saving someone else. How many times had she already seen something like this?

The trouble here, though, was the fact that they weren't sure what this meant for Aina's personality. Was it returning? Or was it a child-like temper tantrum triggered by something unknown?

It was simply too hard to tell, and this wasn't exactly a situation where they would be able to tell either. The two worriedly looked toward Leonel. Even if it wasn't for Aina, they wouldn't want to see Leonel die here. But, if he really did die, who knew how it would affect Aina?

…

Hearing the clear taunt in Leonel's words, Orinik's fury was at risk of tipping completely over.

"Leave it be."

The sudden voice was like trinkling rain water, delicate and echoing. It was soothing to an almost impossible degree, and yet it washed over the arena with a momentum that made many freeze. The power behind it was so undeniable that no one seemed to even think of imagining the kind of beauty behind these words. Just the thought alone felt blasphemous.

It was suddenly obvious to everyone present that Orinik, Ganor and the others were only the face of what the Void Palace had presented… The true brawn hadn't bothered to appear… Maybe precisely because they were unworthy.

his brows at this voice was Leonel. There was something odd and artificial about it. Though the voice sounded beautiful, he was of the opinion that it would sound even

changed the pitch of her voice slightly in the off chance that Leonel would recognize it.

this

Leonel had done. The voice of the woman was like an imprint on their soul. She might have forgiven such a thing once, but who was to say that

didn't manage to stop him?" Ganor looked toward

never been able to save Aulina, at least not in time. However, because he hadn't seen much of a point in forcing himself to stand for the entirety of this day, he chose to return and sit, allowing the bill board to handle

where Leonel had come from, so he could only use his aura. He had thought it would be

expression darkened, but he

Void

didn't expect someone to actually be so

and strip him of the right to participate, but after their overseer spoke, he would be looking down on her if he continued to pursue the matter.

…

you look so down?" Leonel smiled. He patted Aulina on the head,

wasn't scared about being an even greater burden by crying, maybe she would

sighed. "We can't win everything. Even though you

shoulders trembled. She looked up to

"Next… time?"

Tier 2. Between now and the next

a lot better. She didn't want to be left behind by everyone else, which of them here didn't have their own personal battle

into fists. Two single streaks of tears fell down her cheeks as