Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a breath. His body was covered in cuts and bruises, blood coating some of his white furred armor.

On the ground before him, Alerina laid at the end of her rope. It was clear that even after Leonel had given her a chance, the ultimate victory still remained in his hands. At this point, Alerina didn't feel like she had any more excuses to give.

Even so, Leonel didn't seem to be proud of his achievement. In fact, he was a hint unhappy. Even with his advantage in strength and speed, the battle had been a tough one. After Alerina copied his movements, she seemed to know everything he would do ahead of time, one would think that rather than copying, the ability of the Cloud Race was to see the future.

Compared to the first Cloud Race individual Leonel had fought, Alerina was definitely on an entirely different level, and Leonel felt that if their strengths were equal the one on the ground now would probably be him. But that was precisely why he had taken this chance to begin with, he wouldn't risk a loss here, especially after he had already confirmed victory, that would be nothing more than hubris.

Leonel reached down and took Alerina's spear, he had gotten enough from her.

"Who are you?" Alerina asked weakly.

"Leonel Morales," Leonel replied blandly.

Alerina fell into silence. She didn't recognize the name at all. Not only had she lost to a human, but he didn't even seem to be a place she recognized, or maybe he was, but was from a weaker family... but then how did he get his hands on a Spear Domain Ring? There was no way the stronger families would allow the weak to monopolize such a treasure.

Unfortunately, Leonel didn't have the answers she was looking for.

existence, leaving behind nothing but her armor. Leonel looked at the armor for a

picked up the armor and thought for a moment. Although he didn't want the armor, it still felt foolish to just

"Hm?"

idea flashed in Leonel's

was a member of the Cloud Race and not

meant one thing: the armor had

can... take

for the shape changing. After making sure to preserve them, he began to restructure the other Force Arts, piecing together what he had while

'Good... good."

Leonel finished. What was left of the robust armor were just a few wrist, elbow, knee, ankle and neck bands. Every time Leonel snapped one piece on, a radiant aura would echo

It was hard to tell he had changed anything at all, but the aura his armor

a WHOOSH, his

looked at the lance spear. He decided to keep using the latter since it came with the added

a breath, Leonel's gaze

'Bring it on.'

evolved beasts spawned one after, their furious roars echoing with greater and greater vitality

fluttered, with a spear strapped to his back and one in his

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