Dimensional Descent

Leonel and Aina had no idea that they were being used by Orinik once again. And, even if they did know, they wouldn't have the luxury of thinking too much about it because almost the instant they stepped through the portal, they found themselves being thrown into a bed of hot oil.

Their first mission had placed them right in enemy territory, something that wasn't so bad considering the enemies they faced were still weak and manageable. However, when this Void Mission chose to do the very same thing, it was much less of a funny matter.

Almost the instant Leonel and Aina appeared, they were surrounded by five Sixth Dimensional members of the Dwarven Race, their strength layering down with an oppressive might.

Just as Wise Star Order had said, most races outside of humans had maximized their evolution down one path and as such, they tended to share the same Ability Indexes, Lineages Factors and overall strengths.

The Rapax were often born with explosive power and flexibility, the Ability Indexes falling in line to maximize their strengths. Pixies and Sparrows, however, had extremely sharp eyes, high dexterity, agility and speed.

The first two helped greatly with their Crafting and their traps. The latter two were exceptionally difficult to handle in battle.

They tended to be excellent swordsmen and archers, not to mention assassins.

The main reason that Leonel had chosen this Three Star Void Mission in particular was so that they could use their first mission to get used to the battle style of the Pixies and Sparrows. But, the leap in skill in danger was so large that he felt he was naïve to have thought it would be very helpful.

"We'll retreat first," Leonel called out to Aina. "Only step where I step, then we'll cut a path outward."

Leonel's palm flipped over to reveal his stinger spear, his gaze flashing with a blaze of glory as he unleashed a barrage of piercing strikes.

ground reacted, each brandishing two arrows wrapped in vines. They communicated

two had truly become one with their bows. When they inhaled, they bowstrings were pulled tight, when they exhaled, their attacks were released, following the trajectory of their gazes as though being controlled

'Beautiful…'

apart the impurities and faults in his

allowing light to envelop him. Right now wasn't the time for training, he

was clear that this was a staple of the Dwarven Race. But, this one was far more elaborate than the

They needed to plan, scope out the situation, get a lay of the land, and approach with

his pale violet irises waking up. They shimmering like two purple torches in the darkness

BANG!

it had been before. The two archers didn't even get the chance to pull their bowstrings again before

of red

touch the ground. He knew that this wasn't a video game. He had to make sure that he and Aina left no traces behind to give their enemies the least amount of time to

scattered into the wind as the two disappeared over the

brows when they found nothing at all.

they realized that an entire scouting unit had vanished. But, by then, Leonel and Aina

…

a breath, landing on a thin branch. Not long afterward, Aina landed on a tree across from him, putting her ax away to stop it from snapping in two. At the moment, her brows were a bit furrowed. She realized that this

limit, they could just take their time. But,