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 met with two

BOOM!

Star Owl? What an unexpected find. Be a good little boy and tell

bat wings that reflected hues of silver from time to time as

lips upturned, forming a sneer. "I'm pretty interested in where yours

for a 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

I have not met a boy so arrogant and ignorant in my life! Do you believe that even if you did know, that you could

attempts at forcing down and fighting back against

wings to unfurl from his back once more. He

across his skin, hiding

spear shimmering with an added flare as he struck outward over a dozen times in quick

elongated and sharpened, her canines growing and the black fog

pair shot forward in unison, their blades practically intertwining and leaving wild streaks of shimmering, sharp Force in

his Spear Crown erupting. Radiant light

attacks wild. Each movement carried with it an

to instinctually react to every action Leonel took. Despite

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 trajectory had never

swinging in an upward arc. The momentum of her string was so fierce that its polearm warped and bent, the

It was impossible to tell what sort of state it was in or