Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a breath. He tested the range of his elevation height again, just to see if he was locked into he same rules and quickly found out that the answer was yes.

That much was still fine. The point of the shield he was riding on wasn't to escape, the only purpose it served was to allow Leonel to maneuver and throw at the same time. It was easier to do it like this than it would be with his wings because it could counterbalance his downward force with upward thrust.

'The air pressure shifted, the atmosphere is different, the Anarchic Force concentration has raised…'

Leonel's mind began to calculate once more, adjusting his effective range, his throwing speed, and the output of Force that would minimize his stamina drain while maximizing lethality.

It was all completed in the blink of an eye. Leonel zipped forward in the next, his left hand reaching for his body once against and pulling out six long needles, nestling two a piece to three gaps between his fingers.

His gaze turned cold and the world seemed to be covered in numbers.

His arm whipped forward, releasing all six needles at once. But through the air, it truly looked as though there were only three. They flew so close together and so perfectly that they might as well have been flying as one. However, in a blink, one had surpassed the other, zooming forward with a burst of acceleration the other simply didn't have.

Even with this change, it looked just the same. Three streaks through the skies, each just as blinding and powerful as the other.

They arcs through the air as one, curving through the air until they hit their targeted three different flying serpents, each right beneath the jaw.

PENG! PENG! PENG!

sprung away as though meeting steel walls. Leonel's Bow Force might as well have been a splash of water to

PCHU! PCHU! PCHU!

landed in the exact same spot, skewering

sharp eyes, he could see that the needles had only penetrated a part of the way through, taking advantage of what had been a micro tear. But, the flying serpents were only

skill in throwing, Leonel always gravitated back toward a bow. The effort to power output of a bow was simply on an entirely different level. He had gone all out with that throw just

maximize his control of these shields and these throwing objects, he had chosen the former to be at the Fourth Dimension and the latter to be

very quickly run out. And, holding all of these weapons wasn't nearly as good as having a single spatial treasure

weapons were only at the Fifth Dimension, they

of whatever Dimension you wanted. But, here, the Sixth Dimension was considered 'standard'. Leonel had

good job of screwing him this time around. Leonel could

way… I guess I have to

way of a projectile of acid, his gaze glowing. Runes began to appear within his irises one after another. First one,

space around

knocked off course to rush back to his

wake,

had originally, driving

serpents could

"SKKREEEE!"

BANG!

their throats and