Dimensional Descent

Despite wearing a mask, Aina seemed to have become the center of attention once more. Though, this time, this only seemed to be in one portion due to her beauty.

While her face might have been covered, there was simply no mistaking that enormous ax and figure that seemed to attract so many gazes like a magnet. It didn't take much time at all for Aina's own fan club to come out in full swing, their loud cheers rocking the stadium.

In truth, several such fan clubs had crept up. Even Elthor had his own. Though, maybe this wasn't so surprising since he did the devilish handsome archetype wonders. His horns only made him feel more exotic and made even more women swoon.

Among the fan clubs, though, Aina's and Myghell's could be said to be the largest. Elthor was more like a niche specific to a certain population of unabashed degenerates and furries. As for Leonel, he was probably a close second to Aina and Myghell.

Leonel never really considered it before because he had spent his whole life, practically, chasing after just a single woman, but he was quite handsome in his own right. Unfortunately, his style of dress docked him a few points, and his unknown background docked him a few more.

If Leonel dressed in expertly tailored robes like Myghell and the other geniuses did, not to mention making his Morales family origins public information, he would probably speed by the latter with ease. But, he was quite comfortable where he was at.

Unless it was a cool uniform, he wouldn't compromise his own comfort to wear it. How ridiculous.

Funny enough, Aina got the opposite reception.

Though Aina and Leonel were opposites in a lot of respects, when it came to their casual form of dress, they were in complete lockstep. Aina put functionality over everything else, and Leonel placed his comfort above everything else. Something like fashion wasn't at the forefront of either of their minds.

seen as lazy as opposed to Aina who just received a more exotic

it was practically its own fallacy, but every piece of it had its own purpose. Aina's fan club couldn't

club was so passionate. They had all learned that she was still single and hadn't gotten married. The women were excited for her, weaving stories about how she

the men, they felt like there was still a chance for them, furiously

result were deafening cheers, clapping hands and stomping feet that threatened to bring

moment Aina had moved, he had become completely

mind completely focused. It would take a large expenditure to have them run so

very well alert others. If there were spatial fluctuations and it was picked up by the members of the Void Palace, they might assume the worst

would be quite obvious after an investigation that he wasn't, he preferred to not have to deal with such

about the morality of what he was doing, mostly because he didn't believe that there was anything wrong with it. The only way one could see something wrong was if he had a relationship with Aina's father in some way, but considering that Leonel had accepted that he and Aina would never be together, he didn't see things

Leonel was concerned, Aina's father was no different from a stranger to

unethical to steal something from someone who hadn't done you any wrong, and that was a fair

to resurrect Elthor instead of his closest friend in those years, Rollan, he had already made one such sacrifice. And he knew well that there would be many

Leonel knew that he was on a time crunch, Aina wasn't fighting a person she would have to try very hard against. It would likely only last

had timed things well. He began moving the instant Aina's name blinked. With

cut the