Dimensional Descent

BANG!

A pillar of smoke rose in the air, the ground combusting as though an explosive had been hidden within. But, just as quickly as Myghell's strike landed, the mighty roar of a bear resounded.

The smoke and dust plumes were forcefully disrupted, a concentrated beam of light jetting outward like a laser, relentlessly piercing through the skies as though it might split anything in its path in two.

In that moment, a ten meter tall bear rose up on its hind legs. Beneath the dispersed smoke, its aura towered and its strength pulsed in all directions not much unlike its roar. Even the ground itself seem to want to submit.

The bear was both illusory and not, its body covered from head to toe in resplendent golden fur and its eyes shimmering like stars that held the depth of the universe. However, while its body itself seemed ethereal and unreal, on top of it was an armor of dense grey, so heavy that what remained of the stone beneath the bear cracked and shattered further.

Without hesitation, the bear charged after the beam of light, following after it with a tremendous momentum. Leonel trailed its back, much of his figure hidden behind the enormous beast construct but his gaze had become cold and focused, his fiendish grin giving way to a calculating light.

Myghell, of course, recognized the bear construct. But, he had never seen it appear with armor. In just a moment, he could tell that Leonel had fused the Luxnix Force Art system with another. Even after realizing this though, he didn't spare any thought toward being impressed nor did his expression fluctuate.

His palm flipped over, a sword as light as a feather and as thin as a finger appearing in his hand.

The moment it did, his whole demeanor seemed to change. His indifferent expression, unmoved by the world even if the moon fell from the skies, gained a bit of haughtiness between his brows. An arrogance that had been buried deep within his bones blossomed like a blooming flower, his first hint of an expression shining forth.

was 10 years old. No, that wasn't accurate. Those like Elody and Syllar were technically a part of Leonel's mother's generation. The truth was that Myghell had never used his sword against a member of his generation and he hadn't used it against the generation plus one his senior since he

be beautiful and elegant, the kind of strike that looked pretty in a practice book and could be expounded upon in a

Or so it seemed.

dying flames final twinkle. It split past his shoulders, continuing toward the barriers in the distance where it seemed to have lost

BANG!

the arena itself shook and quaked, the rustling of the pillars that held it up making a few cowards feel as though they should prepare

single step forward, and yet he seemed to appear dozens of meters away in

somewhat sad, its body collapsing into two

Luxnix Force Arts with another. He had used Fourth Dimensional Star Core, which he could produce with ease thanks to his Metal Body, and then strengthened it with Camelot's magic system to form a new defensive Mage Art. And yet it was split

flicker of rouge couldn't help but manifest as

Leonel would suffer the same fate as the beam of light and

for even a moment, his Level 2 Spear Force bursting forth and a blinding golden spear splitting the

when he saw this. 'A

had Level 2 Spear Force from the very

BANG!

sword met. A wild crackling of ice and a plummeting temperature appearing to one side, and on the other a

strength, but just as quickly as