Dimensional Descent

Elorin's machete pierced forward, his gaze expressionless as he suddenly unleashed his Blade Force. Without fail, such an attack would shred a person's inner organs to mush.

Despite the fact he had just killed someone, he didn't feel very much at all. The exchange was quick, but he had expended quite a bit of energy, all he wanted to do now was to rush forward and end this battle as quickly as possible. Since the Cloud Race was such a disappointment, he would have to do everything himself.

Elorin pulled his machete back, but just as he was doing so, he froze. His blade didn't budge at all, even when he pulled harder.

Elorin's eyes narrowed.

James' head was lowered, but he suddenly shook it.

"Shit, that hurt," James mumbled.

Elorin's heart couldn't help but stir. He hadn't felt his Blade Force being blocked, so where had it gone? It wasn't that easy to trick him, he wouldn't have made a foolish mistake like assuming his opponent was dead without reason.

Suddenly, Elorin released a low hum and his body seemed to vibrate, becoming blurry. Several causalities stacked atop of one another and he pulled, finally, releasing his blade from James' shoulder as he slid backward, extending some distance between them.

To his surprise, though, James' shoulder didn't gush with blood even though the wound showed no signs of closing. If one had to describe it, it was as though he had poured epoxy into the hole in his shoulder, leaving a glistening and clear gap that stopped his blood from flowing.

James shook his head and exhaled. He had to admit that he had bitten off quite a lot this time, but he didn't feel very much fear at all. In fact, he grinned.

His head rose and a malevolent color exuded from his irises, his broad shoulders trembling.

about what those with the Energy Shield Ability Index used to form their shields. It seemed to just happen, and most often it was nothing special, just a condensing of

be used as a defensive measure. A step deeper than that, and it was a Force Manipulation type of Ability Index, with a thought he could force Force to act

Force everyone was used to wasn't quite a perfect balance, it was

was precisely this Force that James had learned

Force it was, he could assimilate it. He had taken the Tier 4 of his Ability Index

pointed forward with a finger and a great surge of Blade Force manifested and shot out in a concentrated beam,

BANG!

the tip of his finger, accelerating so fast that it appeared before Elorin before he could

skipped a beat. He pushed his time acceleration to

Elorin realized for the first time that there was no lane to dodge and he didn't have the

BANG!

the side and his body was sent flying backward, the harsh winds he experienced almost twisting his pristine white tracksuit to

felt that his knuckles were on the verge of cracking. It seemed that Elorin could use

the air, landing harshly on his feet and leaving two deep trenches in his wake as he was

head, then looked down at the wound in

enough? Or do I

Elorin pupils constricted.

ws

happen, they'll think

couldn't even react before the spreading dome of energy passed through him, but when he