Dimensional Descent

There were three individuals who stepped out, all dressed in elaborate robes wrapped in violet, blacks and silvers. It seemed to paint the picture of swirling a nebula and was most definitely a beautiful contrast in colors and construction. It took no more than this for Leonel's cool uniform senses to tingle once again.

He had already forgotten the weight of the conversation, looking them up and down as though he could already envision himself wearing it.

For someone who didn't care about how he dressed much, Leonel was very much obsessed with how well the organizations he joined did in this fashion. But, maybe only he was aware of the reason why this was.

"Late?" Alienor asked lightly.

Her demeanor seemed to have completely shifted. There was nothing left of a loving mother and there was only a calm indifference left. The pressure she exuded multiplied several times over, causing the brows of the woman who had stepped forward to furrow.

Of the three that had appeared, all of them were Sector Ranked disciples and were, as such, well acquainted with one another.

The young woman who spoke was maybe the most powerful of the three and as such had spoken on their behalf. But, even though her words were laced with an impatience and hardly concealed anger, if it was contrasted with how furious she had been earlier, it would be obvious to anyone that she was being reserved right this moment and only became more so after Alienor had spoken.

"The last group before yours arrived over a month and a half ago. What possible explanation could you have for delaying us all for so long?"

Leonel had originally been paying attention to the subtleties of the conversation. He could see that power dynamic here and it was quite clear that his mother was a step above. It seemed that even though she couldn't be as rampant as Velasco, she had her own small hegemon. However, Leonel's attention was soon pulled away by something else.

the other envoys who had stepped forward to bow in respect were a bit off. It took Leonel

those around him and he noticed that even Aina and Myghell still had a deep frown marring their foreheads, their eyes tightly closed and their bodies

that this

"Yip! Yip!"

spatial ring, catching him off guard. Little Blackstar appeared and vanished whenever the little guy felt like it, but he rarely appeared in situations where Leonel wasn't alone, at least not so

little guy excitedly jumped around, appearing and vanishing as he

Leonel's head or hair, he didn't seem

"Yip! Yip!"

smiled. "Alright, alright. I get

"Yip! Yip!"

by Leonel's style of dress that he wasn't yet a disciple

this region a Seventh Dimensional World that sat at the very pinnacle, far beyond what most had

already enough to make a person feel greatly uncomfortable. The fact Leonel had

had the technology to make the density of Anarchic Force negligible, it was best to get the disciples accustomed to this right

how was this tiny, insignificant creature, doing just

have heard her son's 'outburst' at all. Instead, she replied just as evenly as she

do their early arrivals have to do with me? There is no deadline and every Selection is