Dimensional Descent

Almost the instant the voice came to an end the howls of beasts shook the skies, penetrating the dense fog in a way that their eyesight couldn't hope to.

The voice itself was clearly from Ossenna, but it was impossible to pinpoint where exactly she was. It was like she was trying to remind them all that she was paying attention to what was happening even if they couldn't set eyes on her.

Leonel winced slightly, the loud howls threatening to burst his eardrums. The distance between them and the beasts shouldn't have been very close. He had already entered the forest once and they were all quite dispersed and he hadn't run into any packs, likely because the nature of Cursed Beasts didn't really allow them to work together. But, for their roars to be so loud despite the distance, Leonel's heart couldn't help but skip a beat when he thought about just how powerful they had to be.

'We need to move. Now.'

Time was of the essence, this was the conclusion Leonel came to. The fact he could only make such a benign and unimpressive deduction spoke volumes all to its own.

Leonel sent a gaze back, communicating with his eyes before shooting forward. He held back his speed to a level that most in their group could keep up with, not wanting to leave anyone behind. Though they now had the armor to sustain and help them, and they shouldn't have any issues maintaining it at these low settings, they were still restricted somewhat in their strength.

The likes of Aina and Myghell could use about 80% now, while the others were at about 60-70%.

Leonel blazed a path into the village, his gaze narrowing when he witnessed the scene ahead.

In the center of the village, several of the most severely injured youth lay writhing on the ground, the Anarchic Force eating away at their weak bodies and paralyzing them from the inside out. It was clearly already too late for them to receive treatment and one after another, they died.

for their lives, understanding that they only had a short time to disperse into the forest before the wall that had protected them before became the bottleneck

log wall had been destroyed. And, to make matters worse, the residual force and flames of the impact still lay in the pit that separated them from their escape, forming a barrier that no one dared to

Third Dimensional Earth, moshpits were the kind of places innocent people went to die, let

remained. It was obvious that many weren't trying to leap

'Can they make it?'

in just a few steps, but what about those following

worked in a blur, immediately coming up with a solution. His steps diverted, shooting off at an angle and away from the

"Karolus, with me!"

shoulder level with Leonel. His tall and lanky body was filled with strength and vitality, especially after gaining the support of Leonel's armor. He was eager to make

Leonel said, reaching out

in space about a meter off the ground. When Karolus saw this, he immediately understood, his own hand reaching out a moment later. With a thought, his own spatial affinity latched onto the ledge Leonel had formed, widening

like a splintered glass stair, stretching out for

into the air. Even as he did so, his hand reached out again, forming a second crack three meters ahead and

suit, his brows marred

foot landed heavily on the first stair, propelling himself upward toward the second just as Karolus

rocketed upward. In just a few moments, they soared over the log wall beneath the astonished gazes of many of those who found themselves on the

again, a road of stars appearing beneath his feet as he zigzagged through the air, slowing his descent by