Dimensional Descent

Aina felt a crushing feeling in her chest, her vision going dark for a moment. She wasn't quite sure how to breathe or even think any longer.

Her hands slipped from Leonel, her arms no longer seeming to have the strength to hold on. Her knees grew weak and an imbalance she would have easily been able to correct in her peak condition was her undoing. She fell to her butt, her vision blurred and her mind foggy.

The wind seemed to be sucked out of the arena, a response no one could have expected falling to their ears. However, the silence that followed didn't last very long at all.

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

The enraged roar shook the arena even more violently than anything Aina could have done. The golden barrier of Force directly shattered in one location, forming an enormous whole as a streak of crimson tore a path out from it, the furious howl of a father penetrating the skies.

Leonel didn't even have the time to turn his head in that direction. All he could do was stir his Lineage Factor, his Bronze Runes vibrating to life in full force and a halo wafting with violet fog appearing above his head.

BANG!

The fist threatened to collapse an entire side of Leonel's face.

on that side went completely blind. His body went limp for a moment, his brain rattling

much of what remained of Leonel's shirt sheering

his inner organs sheering to pieces as he prepared to launch an even more powerful attack. Much of his momentum and Force had been dissipated by the golden

right here and now, he wouldn't know

BANG!

suddenly becoming wracked by a wave of pain. Wave after wave surged through him as he felt his bones snap one after another. Even after using his Runes to disperse the impact and spread it throughout himself,

a frosty light hidden within them as they watched Miel preparing to

valley of darkness and destruction. Even as Leonel coughed up several

time, though, an almost

IT

slightest, even meeting Leonel's cold gaze over a distance

him again, I'll never forgive you…" Aina spoke with what strength she had left.

of his face had become a

his robes. He couldn't help but feel his own heart breaking. There was no

arms. He sent a glance backward, the crimson in his eyes glowing and his flowing red hair seemingly having become a raging dragon

became more so after Miel reached out a hand, causing the Brazinger family's Heirloom to snap into his palm. In those moments,