Dimensional Descent

Ophelia rose to her feet violently. Although her expression still didn't have a single change, the same couldn't be said for the aura around her. In fact, it seemed as though the entire cloud construct they stood upon might collapse at any moment.

Avras was caught between shock, awe and helplessness. This boy's mouth was truly something, but who could have possibly guessed that Leonel's greatest talent wouldn't be his spear, his bow, or even his True State Star Force… But rather his Force Crafting!

None of them could understand how such a talent had appeared out of nowhere. It simply didn't make sense for him to not at least be part of a Human Class power. Where the hell had he come from?!

Ophelia turned to leave, her steps slow and deliberate.

Avras' expression changed and he quickly vanished to block Ophelia's path. With his stature, he was naturally far taller and larger than the delicately framed Pavilion Head, however none of that seemed to matter at all as he continued to try to be as respectful as possible.

"Pavilion Head, please show some patience. I really cannot allow you to interfere. The child has a foul mouth that spews nothing but lies, how could the gorgeous Ophelia's prime not be endless? However, while he has a foul mouth, he hasn't broken any rules. How can the Great Families continue to hold our heads high if we cannot protect the youths who are deserving of it?

"Please show some restraint."

Avras' words were as subservient as he could allow himself to be while still drawing a fierce line. He truly couldn't allow Ophelia to go and do as she pleased, or else the event would truly be worried.

Ophelia seemed to look right through Avras for a moment before she finally met his gaze.

it quite well. This woman really did dare

…

so that he could kill all three of them at once. Clearly, they believed that such an attack could only

command his draconic construct to attack again, Aina grabbed

worth it. Pavilion Head Ophelia is

this, he realized that he might have to change his plans. It might

more weeks, only with those two more weeks

he might find something to speed the process up in

finish up

step. A small tornado of wind was left in his wake as he leapt to the top of the horned dragon formed of stone in a single bound. In one moment, he was on the ground, and

toward Tybth and the others of the Star Force Pavilion, but they seemed to

small measure, but the three immediately explosively retreated, their gazes narrowed. That attack just now was way too

they wanted no part of it. Without the help of Seventh Dimensional

took control of the horned dragon, urging it forward toward the emerging line of Human