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.

But, so confident in his Internal Sight and sense of

accounted for the most pressing thing. Or, rather, it was difficult to do

that filled the hive nest, Leonel had no way of hearing it coming nor smelling the distinct scent of the

snapping at its hinges entirely. He had never been more happy that his Metal Body had undergone

force, dispersing the strength of the impact across his entire body

least not until I can figure out a way

longer had access to Tier 4 abilities, Dream Simulation didn't have such high requirements.

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

4 ability he had created capable of triggering a reaction in his body without his explicit input. But, he could use

from a general sweep of the surroundings to a focused and dialed in intention toward certain parameters. His thought

would be simple: just look for imprints in the grass.

to have such measurable and 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 their distinct smell in such an

in perfectly with the environment they were in and all

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his calculations in a near instant, in time to see that there was just a single Rapax before them. This Rapax, though, was of Tier 9 of the Fifth Dimension and its kick was no

it before it can call