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;

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

necessarily meant that they hoped a day like this one

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 this

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

that single assault 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?

of Earth victims as well? But which of them had stepped forward to condemn what had

completely incapable of doing; And yet. not only had he done it now. he had

that he had already made a choice far worse than this one just

hundredth time; This time, however, she didn't seem capable of reforming;

skies before punching out with her remaining arm and shoving it through the chest of an

mighty great sword

a leg, colliding against a head with her shin and cracking their skull into countless shards that pierced their

she still lunged forward, baring her

had for her Emperor, not feeling the solemness of the atmosphere in the slightest,

BANG!

still echoing in all of their minds. The looks they

exactly when the

"Rise."