Dimensional Descent

Leonel took deep breaths, observing the scene before him. He couldn't quite understand what was happening. Since nothing had been explained before, he had headed into this completely blind. He had no way of telling what he should be doing, if this was an enemy, if it was a break room, or if he should be worried or not.

He had no way of communicating with Wise Star Order, even his Innate Node which had been beneath his tongue couldn't be felt by him any longer, let alone any of his other treasures. If it wasn't for this, Leonel wouldn't have had nearly as many problems using his Destruction Runes.

'I guess since this is the tenth floor it was due for a bit of a change. They must treat this a lot like a video game with a 'Boss' every tenth floor. But why is this environment so different, and why hasn't this man attacked me yet?'

Despite his thoughts, Leonel took every second he had to regain his breath. He couldn't do much about the drained state of his mind, but he could at least try to let his healing factor kick in a bit to help with his physical fatigue.

At the same time, he circulated his Force through his Nodes, allowing them to do the work they were meant to and quickly flood his body with oxygen.

Leonel looked around. 'No needles, no daggers, I used up the last of my javelins on those apes. It seems that all I've got now is myself…'

Leonel stood. He didn't understand what was going on but what he did know was that if this was an enemy, their patience wouldn't be nothing more than a detriment to him. He didn't believe that in such a trial, an enemy would be so nonchalant without cause or reason. This individual was definitely benefiting from his inaction somehow, or at the very least, this was the highest likelihood of what was otherwise a toss up.

Leonel liked to live his life based on probability, so knowing such a thing, he couldn't remain inactive.

The moment he stood to his feet, though, the young man seemed to 'finally' notice Leonel's presence.

explosive step backward, his pupils constricting and his heart nearly leaping out of his chest. Any fatigue

'This is bad.'

the crash that came on the other side was very much real. It would have been better if he out put what remaining stamina he had left in a steady stream

blaring warning signs. He had quite literally felt as though his very soul was about to be pulled

similar to when Wise Star Order had tricked him into reading the protected technique of the Spirituals except a hundred times more potent. It was almost

…

kind of commotion his actions just now had caused.

of one's progress during a single run could be decided by good or bad luck, and

went beyond just 'bad luck'. These chance events of the Void Tower were known by the students as 'drawing dead'. It didn't matter what happened, how prepared you were, how good your run up until that point had been… So long as one of these events

events was the appearance of a Spiritual as a

Domain never did battle with

have already guessed, it was impossible to bring treasures into the Void Tower and the only weapons available in the armory you got to choose

a Spiritual without a soul protection treasure? Well, what else could you do but wait to die? There was nothing else you

already begun to feel sorry for Leonel. After all, even though he didn't know it, they knew well that so long as he cleared this