Dimensional Descent

Leonel punched out, his action being followed by a sharp whistling sound. He could feel the wind stacking up against knuckles, his punching speed too fast for the particles to get out of the way any faster. If he pushed just a measure faster, he was certain that he'd be able to shatter the sound barrier, a feat that would be shocking considering the fact that this was an Eighth Dimensional world.

With a thought, a clone of Leonel appeared, however the original Leonel didn't use it immediately. Instead, he continued filling it to the brim with solid Spatial Force, making it harder and more robust.

Then, without moving an inch, Leonel allowed the clone punch him with all the force it could muster.

BANG!

The sound reached Leonel long after the punch landed on his chest. Vicious winds kicked up and his hair was sent flying backward with such force that it even looked as though it wanted to rip away from his scalp.

As usual, Leonel's hair grew a great deal after practicing his Metal Body, but even so, he had long since cut it down to size once more. Even still, the effects were so exaggerated.

However, Leonel didn't move a single inch.

His skin seemed to ripple with a formless energy and with a BANG!, the clone he had taken so long to form shattered into pieces before his eyes, unable to withstand the strike at all.

lightly to

casually dealt with. In fact, it was probably much stronger than his previous self. And yet,

defenses could not only be defensive, but they had a certain offensive quality

both reflect and multiply attacks she faced. She was a terrible headache to face and Leonel had only defeated her originally by outsmarting her. Considering how many decades of training she

of an enemy's strike relying solely on the abilities of his body, but this was where the beauty of his

and his absolute control over

control, Leonel could take advantage of his Metal Body's innately water-like characteristics to redirect the flow of energy that collided with him and use it to empower him. In homage to Candle, he called this ability Dream

or what might more accurately be called his Bronze Aura, to redirect the force he experienced. Like this, he was able to replicate Candle's ability within

the key word was

Force or attack, Leonel could only do so with physical attacks. In addition, said physical attacks had

news as well. With Leonel's current bodily defenses, even attacks that could technically be classified as piercing would still be ultimately blunt in his eyes. If one didn't have the strength to pierce through his

attacks, he could still convert whatever impact they had against him into

state, Leonel returned to

though he was wreathed in a halo constantly, like he was separate

exude its own pale violet