Dimensional Descent

Leonel lay on the ground, the pain coming in waves, but still much less than before.

His hand was practically just a mangled ball of flesh, his shoulder still hadn't been pushed back into his socket, and after the initial pain subsided, he finally noticed that he had shattered his kneecap when he was driven into the ground.

Luckily, it was only one shattered knee. But, that just left an entire side of his body practically useless.

And yet, right this moment, there seemed to be a battle?

Leonel's gaze squinted as he finally took in the surroundings.

The landscape was just as bland as everywhere else, albeit rockier than usual. The region looked like it was covered in sand dunes, but these dunes were just small hills of hard rock.

When Leonel's Internal Sight cleared, finally recovering from the beating the supposed rod-spear had given him, he frowned.

He had thought that they had somehow stumbled into enemy territory, but there weren't any enemies around at all. In fact, the ones fighting were Aina and the other geniuses… amongst themselves.

Leonel frowned, trying to stand, but he felt over before he could.

He actually felt so weak. To make matters worse, every time he moved, the rattling bone left in his hand and leg sent more sharp spikes of pain through him.

Still, this was good news for Leonel. If his bone had truly been grounded to powder, he might as well just chop it off now and find a different method to regrow it. But, if they were in shards like this, he had a chance of making a full recovery. Of course, it would require a lot more pain, but it would be a worthwhile exchange.

PENG!

Right then, a dagger landed right beside Leonel, missing him by a hair's breadth.

someone had aimed at him, but Aina's ax had

Leonel's expression darkened.

maybe a journey of a few hours away from the Void Palace at worst.

a terrible time to get injured.

already left, using their Tokens to orient themselves toward the Void Palace. But, those that have stayed probably

Leonel

even begin to describe

were five of them, all of which Aina was fighting

"Don't worry about me."

Leonel's voice called out.

to be all she needed to hear. Her

greatest note here was Rowan Cancer, the very same young man that had sneak attacked Leonel when

ax took one of their

air, taking a spurt

hand out, and almost immediately, a harsh scream

"NO—!"

becoming a mummified corpse

this created to

flared outward, the large orb of blood she had just procured becoming as this as a sheet of paper and wrapping around to her back. Its speed was sublime, surpassing anything human legs at this level could

CLANG!

wall of crimson spikes chasing after him as Aina actually chose to take a strong step forward, severing the heads of two more

the situation was bad, Rowan's gaze flickered as he continued to retreat, looking toward Leonel. But, all he found in return was a gaze that was somehow both cold and dull. Despite the fact Leonel was just

to face Aina's wrath, and he wasn't willing to get entangled into such