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."

thumb, giving Vega a sign for

wasn't very surprising that Vega was actually much stronger than Sceio. The trouble was that Sceio was

already snagged several women from Vega's faction, and yet still somehow had the audacity to chase

didn't monitor their relationships so long as it didn't interfere with their duties. The trouble

to be two of the three or four most likely to succeed her. When they found out that they had both been

deal with this matter once and for all, but then

coughed again,

I still have my

a miracle if Leonel was left with his underpants after all of this

began to walk away

Even if she beat Sceio to a pulp, it wouldn't help her mood out.

eyes practically glued to Vega's swaying bottom as

palm felt good.

vulgarity. She suddenly wasn't very certain if this was a good turn of

she really lost out to the likes of Vega in no way. Tsk, Littlest Nova sure was lucky to have snagged something like this before

fact Sceio had already become her last hope, she would have long since turned

I'm greedy and lustful, but I never touch the women of my brothers. However, I

Well, let's just say that the

both devilishly handsome and

**

what exactly had happened felt heavier and deeper than many knew or

still open, functioning as though nothing at all

Void Elders themselves

unbeknownst to

sense it,

"Yes… This Dream Force…"