Dimensional Descent

The soul construct quickly stood to her feet; her illusory crimson hair fluttering as she stood valiantly in the skies; She didn't seem to have a single hint of the grievances of the past; and her aura only seemed to grow;

"Kill!" she roared;

The world fell into silence as the woman turned around and charged toward her fellow family members; Her previously shrill shrieks were still echoing through the skies, but after a moment, they faded, replaced by passionate roars; She even seemed to smile, as though she couldn't be happier to battle for her pride of her Emperor;

BANG! BANG! BANG!

She directly killed three warriors of the Brazinger family; It was clear that in their final moments. they hesitated. not knowing whether or not to attack. and yet that small gap in time was enough in a battle of Seventh Dimensional powerhouses;

She laughed into the skies. her heroism booming beneath the flashing lightning. She became an arc of crimson herself as she flashed about.

Everywhere she passed, another would fall, the strength she was exuding being enough to fill the hearts of true experts with respect and awe; However, for some reason…

It just felt sad;

Down below. Coach Owen and Old Hutch had been watching from the very beginning; Even with the raging torrent of battle around them. their eyes had never once left Leonel; Their expressions weren't as happy as one might expect. even though the fate of the battle already seemed sealed. there was a hint of sadness in their eyes as well;

like this; And as such, there were only two paths for them to take; It was either they would lose their lives in the hands of others, or they would no longer be kind hearted people… there didn't seem

of them wanted to see Leonel die. so that necessarily meant that they hoped a day like

it felt like it could be ignored; Out of sight. out of mind; If you didn't think too much about what was happening. it was easy to make excuses for it or sweep it under the rug; But the appearance of

on Leonel; Sure. there might have been a past where

on the Moon? How many were innocent? How many were vulnerable? How many were old men and women with only a few years left to enjoy? How many were children

they would have to bear; After all, weren't the people of Earth victims as well? But which of them had stepped forward to condemn what had happened and what had been about to

not only had he done it now. he had done it four times over without batting a single

mentors of Leonel had no idea that he had already made a choice far worse than this one just months ago; He had already chosen Aina over the world… So

shattered for what felt like the hundredth time; This time, however, she didn't seem capable of reforming; A large chunk of her torso had vanished and her entire right arm was nowhere to be

laughed into the skies before punching out with her remaining arm

took advantage and swung a mighty great sword down, severing her

shin and

and yet she still lunged forward, baring her

not feeling the solemness of the atmosphere in the slightest, in fact, she felt nothing but elation and happiness, her laughter ironically

BANG!

still echoing in all of their minds. The looks they gave toward the young man who had summoned her had changed from fury, to

when the young Leonel's lips

"Rise."