Dimensional Descent

Leonel turned his gaze away from the youths before him. He couldn't just leave them here, but it seemed he would have to if he wanted to find out what was going on in this place. There was no way he could trust these people who had a vested interest in having as little competition as possible with the wellbeing of his people.

"Blackstar, you stay here and protect them."

"Yip! Yip!"

"If anything goes wrong, you can just reach out to me. I will return immediately."

"Yip!"

Little Blackstar leapt out of Leonel's arms and softly landed on Aina's lap. The little guy scurried around in a state of half familiarity and half hesitation.

Though Little Blackstar couldn't speak like a human, his thoughts were no less complex and his connection with Leonel was very deep. Because of this, the little guy was aware of a great many things though its summation couldn't be articulated.

In the end, though, Little Blackstar's tense body relaxed and his hesitation drifted away. Scurrying up Aina's arm, he found a resting spot on her shoulder before giving Leonel a reassuring twitch of his long whiskers.

Leonel immediately got the gist of Little Blackstar's thoughts. They were something to the effect of 'I won't let anyone touch a single hair on her head.'

shake his head. He had said to protect everyone, how had this little runt

by if any one of

foot on the ground, causing

sluggish manipulating Force here. I'm still a bit too used to snatching energy from the atmosphere, though. It would have been much faster if I relied on my internal Force

built over several years took time to break and the few days Leonel had had weren't enough. Luckily, with the Control Tier of his ability slowly coming under his

the spider beast

was finished, Leonel turned toward the village once more, strolling forward. However, he had only made it to the line of the outer borders when he

shoulders appear to be quite strong and his irises seemed a bit blacker than would be natural, but considering the low light of the surroundings, it could have just as easily been an illusion of

quite confidently,

to be in a rush at all, standing in place and meeting the gaze of this young man without much

the gravel and rocks that surrounded them shifted ever so slightly from time to time. Under such pressure, it was

his gaze away from the young man, looking past him and seeing that many of the youths who had stepped out of their cabins had yet to return. Their purpose wasn't entirely clear, but if there was a simple method to get rid of competition and

would only be a matter of a small effort. Once he was dealt with,

thought for a

want to start off his days in this place on the wrong foot. But,

said anything to Leonel, there