Dimensional Descent

Sceio was the very same Nova Auran and Xavnik had spoken about during their earlier conversations. He had gotten into the Stalwart Polearm Party a step later than First Nova, leaving him fighting for its scraps. But, despite his supposedly desperate situation, one definitely couldn't tell by his demeanor that anything was wrong.

His robes were in disorder, his hair was messy, but he still looked well rested and sharp. If anything, he was just too lazy to groom himself any better than he already had.

Vega's eyes narrowed, looking back toward Sceio with a sharp look.

"Ai, don't look at me like that, I scare easily."

"Are you interfering with my business? Have you forgotten the lesson I taught you last time?"

Vega's gaze turned dangerous, her hair rippling about. She had already wasted several days here and she was close to getting what she wanted. But now it felt like someone was snatching food she was just about to bite down on away.

Sceio sighed and shook his head.

"These are simply the lumps a romantic like me must take in pursuing love. I dared to bare my heart and I suffered for it. As a man, I can only respect your decision and move on, but why must you dig up my scars like so?"

Vega lost her patience, suddenly striking out with a palm. Sceio didn't have a chance at all to dodge, facing the full brunt of it crashing into his chest.

CLANG!

"Oof…" Sceio stumbled several steps backward, coughing.

Bronze Runes flickered across his body. It was clear that while he had been slow to react in action, his Runes still activated on instinct.

Sceio beat a fist against his chest, wheezing a bit.

"Good hit. Definitely solid. Eight out of ten."

Vega a sign for a

was actually much stronger than

romantic life reflected that. He had already snagged several women from Vega's faction, and yet still somehow had the audacity to

duties. The

woo two of her seven Valkyries. And they also happened to be two of the three or four most likely to succeed her.

felt like the perfect remedy to deal with this matter once and for all, but then this bastard actually dared to

again, finally

if you're mad Third Queen Beauty, I still have my duties as a big

be a miracle if

to walk away without so much as a goodbye

that everyone had to follow in the Void Palace was no killing. Even if she beat Sceio to a pulp, it wouldn't

to Vega's swaying bottom as she glided

felt good. I really

Sceio's vulgarity. She suddenly wasn't very

saw Aina's face. He had already known that this sister-in-law of his was beautiful, but to think she really lost out to the likes of Vega in no way. Tsk, Littlest

frown deepen. If not for the fact Sceio had already become her last hope, she would have long since

greedy and lustful, but I never touch the women

the interest… Well, let's just say that the

grinned, his smile both devilishly handsome

**

mystery around what exactly had happened felt heavier and deeper than many knew or were even willing to think about. Most assumed that the

Tower was still open, functioning as though nothing at all had

was maybe even more shocking was that the Void Elders

stood in the air, unbeknownst

all sense it,

"Yes… This Dream Force…"