Dimensional Descent

Leonel immediately shot backward, landing by Aina's side. He crossed the face of Rowan without even glancing his way, his eyes still locked onto the surging waters and flickering shadows.

These newcomers seemed to move slowly, but their speed was exceptionally fast. They almost instantly split into two groups, one converging onto the Rapax and the egg, while the others fanned out, clearly wanting to deal with the youths of the Void Palace.

Almost the instant they did, Leonel felt an odd shift in the atmosphere. Several heads turned in his direction, their faces obscured by the shadows to the point even their body shapes were hard to make out. Whether they were male or female, fit or slim, even their heights seemed to wildly fluctuate, making Leonel's calculations reboot every other second.

A chilling wind nipped at Leonel's neck, but his gaze only became colder. What was immediately obvious was that these individuals couldn't break the rules of the Rapax either. They were all most definitely either within the Fifth Dimension or the low Sixth Dimensional Tiers.

Leonel's gaze sharpened. He couldn't afford to use this as an experiment any longer. This wasn't the time to train. It was a time to focus on survival.

"Aina."

"Yes."

"Go all out."

BANG!

Both of their auras skyrocketed, intertwining in a blazing pillar. One side of blinding white gold and red. Another side of dense black and crimson.

shadow appeared before them both, only to be met with two

BOOM!

Snowy Star Owl? What an unexpected find. Be a good little boy and tell me where you got

two glistening bat wings that reflected hues of silver from time to time as though it had trapped

sneer. "I'm pretty interested in where yours

moment, its wings slightly trembling as one half blocked Leonel's spear and the other handled Aina's battle ax. Even facing the two of them, its feet dug into the ground, its powerful legs pushing back without losing out in the

so arrogant and ignorant in my life! Do you believe that even if you did know, that you could do something about

Leonel's arms. He immediately found his balance shifting, his attempts at forcing down and

He realized in that moment that there was no

white gold erupted across his skin, hiding the dense Bronze Runes that

with an added flare as he struck outward over a dozen times

pupils elongated and sharpened, her canines growing and the black

their blades practically intertwining and leaving wild streaks of shimmering, sharp

his Spear Crown erupting. Radiant

wild. Each movement carried with it an explosive

purposeful almost instantly overwhelmed the shadow. Leonel was able to calculate Aina's next move even before she did it and Aina was able to instinctually react to every action Leonel took. Despite it having been over a year since

exactly this much, he had already

arc. The momentum of her string was so fierce that its polearm warped and bent, the crashing sounds of wind pushing against its blade making one feel

impossible to tell what sort of state it was in or if it had even bled once since this battle began. However, its lack of