Dimensional Descent

The rampage of the Brazingers, Adurnas, Crudus and Laevis came to a halt before this man. Even so, much like Mordred, he only had eyes for Little Nana who stood right before him, he didn't even spare a glance toward his son who was currently fighting for his life.

"The four Great Families are not welcome here," Galaeron said lightly. "I don't have a passion for killing children, so don't force my hand."

Raffyr's gaze narrowed. He didn't dare to say anything, he knew his limits quite well. The gap between the Sixth Dimension and Seventh was already something that even the greatest talent had a hard time bridging, let alone the gap between the Sixth Dimension and a great talent of the Seventh Dimension like this man.

"Nana, this man will have to be left up to you," a young man of the Adurna family said.

"Mm..." Nana nodded, but didn't make a move immediately. "... Where is Leonel? I want to talk to him."

Galaeron's expression was just the same, but he found this line of questioning to be interesting.

"My nephew has more important matters to deal with."

"Nephew? You are Leonel's uncle?"

"I am," Galaeron replied plainly.

Nana hesitated. She didn't want to fight Leonel's uncle.

Seeing this scene, the others were exasperated, but without Adrin here, no one dared to order this little powerhouse around with impunity. Plus, although Nana was a little naive, she wasn't a fool, she had the capability of understanding what was at stake just like the rest of them could.

lips. "Do you know when he

I do

ago to inform them of some things before leaving. A lot like his father, his nephew refused to explain anything in clear terms. The two liked to butt heads, but they were practically the same

"Then... excuse me..."

explosive speed was enough to leave cold shivers running down the spine of the spectators. Her delicate palm crashed through the

fluttered and his clothing rippled somewhat. Even before the strike landed, he actually took the time to smooth out those wrinkles before he looked up

She instinctually reacted to the danger thrumming in her heart and a layer of transparent blue scaled immediately coated her palm, wrist and up the length of her

saw this couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a

manifested in Brazingers. Her ability to deploy her power was perfect and she never used more strength than was necessary...

after a battle. For her to bring out something so core to her greatest power before her first strike even

BANG!

steps backward. She looked toward her hand as though she was a hint of surprise. She hadn't felt her body trembling like this after an

wasn't even entirely sure of what had just happened. Galaeron didn't seem to have used any Force, and unlike Elorin's strikes which only *seemed* to be slow, Galaeron's strike truly

reasons, and yet it had taken Galaeron the

something to be both powerful and slow was

light as a feather, that much Nana was certain of. On top of

seemed to make any

will give you," Galaeron said softly. "I don't like to

take it anymore, their green hair whipping about wildly as they