Dimensional Descent

Leonel's body convulsed, the white of his eyes being taken over by a deep red.

Despite this, he felt oddly in control of his body, so much so that it was almost as though adrenaline had been injected right into his heart. Even still, he couldn't feel the needle.

Something snapped and his Dream Force rolled out in waves, the strength of his Internal Sight increasing tenfold and his Ability Index taking another enormous leap forward.

The world slowed and the complex Runes of his Scarlet Star Force almost felt… Simple. His Internal Sight only swept over it just a single time, but his number of comprehended Runes increased from eight to nine in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, the red-gold Runes snapped together as though pulled by a rubber band, forming a larger Rune that danced within Leonel's irises as though it had a mind of its own.

Leonel didn't even need to check. In that moment, he was absolutely certain that he had perfectly grasped Third Dimensional Scarlet Star Force. So long as he wanted to do so, using his Mage Core, he could rip it out of the atmosphere just like his Stars had done.

Of course, this didn't mean that these Runes were Third Dimensional. Even for Scarlet Star Force, using the Third Dimension to harm the Sixth Dimension was impossible. If this had been the case, then the use of his Runes against the Rapax would have only been a lesson in futility.

Rather, it was more accurate to say that grasping these Destruction Runes gave Leonel all the knowledge he needed to understand the foundation of his Scarlet Star Force and thus use its Third Dimensional form without harming himself or using an Innate Node as a medium.

However, this wasn't what Leonel was focused on at all.

nowhere. It was almost too much, as though he was suddenly being overwhelmed with

over, rushing out of his body and

to force his Dream Force out of his body before, it had never allowed him to do so. Everything he did with Dream Force was constrained within his body. Even when he drew Mage Arts using Dream Force, the process was internal, and yet had an effect on the

observe the outside world, its roots were internal, and its external influence was a sort of forcefield of sorts and not truly tangible, at least not in the most obvious

'What the hell?'

didn't even notice the Spiritual sent forward another harpoon. But, before it could even get close, it became stuck in a swamp of Dream Force, before being crushed

furrowed, its gaze flickering with a hint of fear and apprehension. It wanted to retreat, feeling that Leonel was a danger, but every time it thought of doing so, it looked toward its

Well, from a human perspective, it was a price. To a Spiritual, at least the one in question, it was a beautiful thing. To wider

as likely for them to fall in love with a beast or a, in this case, a tree. Things wouldn't be so bad if the target of their affection could move, but

rare. Most Spirituals would never end up feeling this sort of connection, and still some others, even upon feeling it, would choose to sever

trouble was that in taking the latter approach, said Spiritual would lose much of their oneness with nature and thus their

a tree it was in love with. It was almost like an easter egg, an opportunity

the Spiritual would fall into despair and likely kill themselves,

worked out in this way. A soul attack was far faster than any physical attack, the only reason Leonel could even begin to dodge