Dimensional Descent

The symphony of Aina's voices layered atop of one another, the resonance shaking one deep down to the very soul.

The first thing Leonel realized was that he hadn't been able to capture Aina's coercion perfectly and that some tweaks would be necessary. The memories were clearly only infused with his memory of the sound, but not what happened to the rest of his body.

But, even with just that alone, the result was astonishing.

The simple Force Art Leonel had drawn in the air, too small to make an impact, and much too lacking in energy to change this even if it was much larger, suddenly began to shine brightly.

The Force Art was nothing more than a palm size at first, but it explosively increased in diameter. Doubling in size, and then doubling again in quick succession. Before it could grow any further or become any brighter, Leonel was forced to cut off the replay of Aina's voice, his heart doing flips.

Just now, without nothing more than a few hums, a Force he had spent no more than a drop of energy on became so powerful…

Even if there was nothing else to gain here, this sort of discovery was too insane. If Leonel had the ability to reproduce this with every Force Art he ever crafted, would he even ever need to worry about running out of stamina again? He would practically be able to battle forever so long as he didn't fall asleep on the battlefield or die of hunger first.

This was crazy!

Leonel's mind practically short circuited. He couldn't understand how it worked. How could voice alone cause such a change? And this was with him messing up Aina's coercion, what if he was able to layer it together?

"Aina…"

"Hm?"

an attack together that worked on this concept, we could probably kill

She felt that this was quite fantastical, too, and she didn't quite understand

sounds produce such

into silence until he

was all

own strength, he was forced to use the Life Force of the green waters around them to

Dwarven Race seemed to use a similar concept, but

able to draw in so much Life Force because there was already such a large concentration of it on the ground. On top

Force Art language of the Dwarven Race acted

were brought together as one, they formed a special resonance with the surroundings

in more power from the surroundings,

seemed to be shocked with stimulants, suddenly

that perfectly blends into the environment, and the best defense is one that's

around here, it can even mimic other Forces and remain inconspicuous. I have a feeling the reason I didn't notice the Force Art trap in the throne room at that time is about more than just the fact they were drawn on Seventh Dimensional materials. Even if it was drawn on Sixth or even Fifth Dimensional materials, I would have had a hard time

a false sense of security, making it seem that their traps could be detected with a bit of extra focus before they sprung the real

very lucky. I have a feeling that these Zones do the Dwarven Race a huge disservice. Because of the Dream Force distortions, their traps are easier to detect because the

mumbled his thoughts out loud, but he soon found that speaking was far too slow, and

moment, Leonel had