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.

before them both, only to be

BOOM!

Be a good little boy and tell me where you got

reflected hues of silver from time to

sneer. "I'm pretty interested in where

ax. Even facing the two of them, its feet dug into the ground, its powerful legs pushing back without losing out in

in my life! Do you believe that even if you did know, that you could do something

wings of the shadow flexed. An uncontrollable strength pulsed down Leonel's arms. He immediately found his balance shifting, his attempts at forcing down and fighting back

rumbled, immediately allowing his wings to unfurl from his back once more. He realized in that moment that there was no sense

across his skin, hiding the

his speed skyrocketed, the golden blade of his spear shimmering with an

black fog that came

and leaving

his Spear Crown erupting. Radiant light

attacks wild. Each movement carried with it an explosive

able to instinctually react to every action Leonel took. Despite it having been over a year since the two fought with one another, it felt as though they

before the shadow's throat, only to instantly find a wing in its path. However, as though he had expected exactly this much, he had already moved, his figure vanishing and appearing to its back. His spear snaked forward as though its

and her battle ax swinging in an upward 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

in or if it had even bled once since this battle began. However, its lack of a word seemed to speak volumes all to