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;

people didn't last very long in a world like this; And as such, there were only two paths for them to take; It was either they would lose their lives

that necessarily meant that they hoped a day like this one would come. but seeing it for themselves… It

of 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

there might have been a past where she had contributed to the death of others. and likely even the direct death of

many had Leonel killed in that single assault on the Moon? How many were innocent? How many were vulnerable? How many were old men and women with

say that this was just a sin 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 happen before Leonel

And yet. not only had he done it

These two 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…

like the hundredth time; This time, however, she didn't seem capable of reforming; A large chunk of her torso had vanished

so, she laughed into the skies before punching out with her remaining arm and shoving

mighty great sword

colliding against a head with her shin and

pressure, and yet she still lunged forward, baring her

atmosphere in the slightest, in fact, she felt nothing but elation and happiness, her laughter ironically grating on

BANG!

laughter finally fading, and yet somehow still echoing in all of their minds. The looks they gave toward the young man who had summoned her

when the young

"Rise."