Dimensional Descent

BANG!

A violent mouthful of blood shot out from Leonel's lips, his eyeballs threatening to pop out of their sockets even as all the air that had once been in his lungs was forcefully ripped out as though by the hands of a menacing god.

The impact he felt against the opposing wall was just as devastating. If it wasn't for the improvement to his Metal Body, he would have experienced what it felt like to have all the bones in his body crushed at once.

"Leonel!"

Aina's part enraged, part worried cry resonated through the cave walls, both her and Little Blackstar leaping to action.

'Son of a bitch…' Leonel coughed and wheezed, trying to quickly regain his bearings.

The group of three had just began to run, realizing the kind of trouble they were in. If they allowed themselves to be pinned down by the Rapax, their deaths would be practically inevitable. Their goal, first and foremost, was definitely to get out of the range of the location they had teleported into as quickly as possible. That way, even if the Rapax knew there were invaders, they would have a harder time finding them.

Who could have expected, though, for them to hardly have traveled 50 meters before running into their first altercation? If not for Leonel's sturdy body, he would have already ended up blasted into bits and pieces of flesh and blood.

took the lead and rushed forward, protecting Aina and Little Blackstar to his back. But, so confident in his Internal Sight and sense of danger, he rounded a corner, only

pressing thing. Or, rather,

previous screech and because of the all encompassing, grotesque scent that filled the hive nest, Leonel had no way of hearing it coming nor smelling the distinct scent of the Rapax, landing him in such a

could feel his ribcage bow and flex, almost snapping at its hinges entirely. He had never been more happy that his Metal

force, dispersing the strength of the impact across his entire body before he fell to the ground, his head

adjust. Locking onto Rapax is impossible, at least not until I can figure out a way to

have such high requirements. The fact that it was one of the

through his memory bank of battles with Rapax. He organized their movement patterns, their gait,

a reaction in his body without his explicit input. But, he could use the principle of assigning a mind to a task just the same now. It was just that he would have

from a general sweep of the surroundings to a focused and dialed in intention toward certain

just look for imprints in the grass. Unfortunately, there was nothing but dry stone everywhere. However, this wouldn't impede Leonel in the

constant repetition… Their bodies are heavy, though slight and almost impossible to detect, as they move, so will the ground tremor… It's difficult to detect

a hundred other parameters, tweaking them to the point they fit in perfectly with the environment

you Dream

near instant, in time to see that there was just a single Rapax before them.

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