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.

their shields. It seemed to just happen, and most

thought he could force Force to act as he wanted it to. A step deeper than that and he

the perfect balance of all Forces in existence. No, more accurately, the usual Neutral Force everyone was used to wasn't quite

Force

could assimilate it. He had taken the

a finger and a great surge of Blade Force manifested and shot out in a concentrated beam, more concentrated than even Elorin himself

BANG!

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

a beat. He pushed his time acceleration

fist appeared before his face. Elorin realized for the first time that there was no lane to dodge and he didn't have the

BANG!

side and his body was

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

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

then looked down at the wound

enough? Or do I need to let you stab me a few more

Elorin pupils constricted.

ws

happen, they'll think I went

wildly spreading. Elorin couldn't even react before the spreading