Dimensional Descent

Leonel's gaze flickered.

With a quick sweep, he took a mental note of the state of everyone. From what he could see, the closest to returning to their full strength were Myghell and Aina. But, even then, they were restricted to about 20-30% of what they could do. It would take them at least another day or two before they were back up to their peak condition.

As for the others, they were in an even worst state, most of whom could barely even stand on their own two feet. The likes of Noah, Karolus, Elthor and, surprisingly, Savahn, had about 10-15% of their strength now.

'Hm?'

Leonel's gaze narrowed as he locked onto the pale faced Yuri. The latter hadn't spoken to him or even looked at him since they 'reunited'. It wasn't that big of a deal to Leonel as he was never truly close with Yuri to begin with, but it was clear and obvious that the latter wasn't very happy with him at all.

This wasn't a very surprising turn of events. After all, even though he didn't show his face as they left, Leonel had felt a very dense killing intent lock onto him when he was leaving through the portal toward the Void Palace. And, it was especially obvious when Aina called him 'King'. So, Leonel had already come to understand that the father-adoptive daughter pair hated his guts.

That said, this wasn't the reason Leonel had locked onto Yuri at all.

'100%.'

Yuri was in perfect condition. In fact, after scanning everyone here, Leonel was absolutely certain that she was only faking her current state.

meet it. The flash of coldness that followed it made Leonel feel as though thousands of needles

for the moment, he chose not to expose

Activate your armors partially,

expecting for there to be some sort of prepared explanation or orientation, but he realized almost immediately that he had forgotten where he

0012 from the forest beyond was standing tall

of his Internal Sight was at most double what it had been in the forest before. There was simply no way for him to

light in the dense fog that formed the canopy of the skies. But, it very quickly

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

wall of

a forearm over his face, his feet trying to dig into the ground but finding that it was so hard that he couldn't find a firm grip

last very long, though the billowing clouds of dust that followed it didn't have the

It was

in, overwhelming everything from all directions and causing the concentration of Anarchic Force to multiply several times over. As much as the others had been struggling before, very

"Now!"

on his first call,

had given them. They were all greatly apprehensive. After all, they barely had any strength remaining,