Dimensional Descent

Joyce's expression changed as well. She was a fist expert, but without having her feet beneath her, the strength she could muster was limited.

Seeing Joyce in trouble, Franco had long since moved. Just when it seemed her head would be pierced through, he had jumped from the back of his beast onto hers, reaching out to grab the rope dart out of the air.

Hulot sneered, her usually pretty features looking quite sinister at the moment. Trying to grab her weapon? Did he have a death wish?

Franco's body shuddered as he made contact, his entire arm going numb. He was blown backward, his body landing amidst their running beasts and rolling onto the ground.

"Franco!"

Joyce leapt down without hesitation.

Suddenly, it wasn't just Noah who was caught in a no man's land. Joyce, Karolus and Franco had all been knocked from their beasts, stuck in the midst of two charging armies.

As though this wasn't bad enough, the small troop of elites they had left behind had swiftly caught up and were now bearing down as the first wave.

Keiza smiled, swirling the wine glass in her hand. She and her mother took a long sip at the same time, their hearts filled with the sweet feeling of victory. What they liked the most was to watch their enemies writhe beneath their fingers, unable to extricate themselves.

Leonel's expression was frighteningly cold. He had been occupied with the charging army and couldn't easily extricate himself. By the time he could, the damage was done.

His spear whipped outward, a light roar clearing the surrounding five meter space as he turned back without hesitation. Whether it was for his cousin or his brother Franco, how could abandoning them ever be a choice?

By this point, Druid and Droet had recovered from the shock of Noah's survival. They flicked their wrists, one of them targeting the little mink and the other targeting Noah. So long as they fused their attacks with enough Force, phasing through them wouldn't be so easy.

had no choice but to leap forward, brandishing his little claws as he sliced down with several Dark

head on were taking their toll. But then, not only had Druid and Droet kicked him, but they had amplified their strength through Huon and Hulot, he couldn't gather up any strength without his entire

could only watch with despair as the rope dart approached. But

life right now, but he could

meters. Ignoring the pain, he punched out with everything he

Even so…

BANG!

arm shattered and he was sent flying

expression wasn't just cold, it

back, they did so as well. They were his brothers, and then there was his Aina, how

bore down from all sides, clamping until there was no direction to go. Whether it was forward, backward, to the

was suffocatingly humid. The blood and sweat of countless warriors made it

only sigh. Though it was valiant that Leonel hadn't hesitated

of blood and sweat didn't seem to ruin her appetite at all, in fact it only seemed to make her wine taste all

her an excellent view. Seeing Leonel and the others

longer running?"

to check. While his life wasn't in danger, for now, his ability to fight

to be calm. Even for me, I can't stop you from crushing your badge and giving up right this moment. Though you might lose face for wagging your tongue harder

and Droet didn't even bother to pile on. Nothing they could say could ever be as sinister as what this woman's venomous tongue

it is a shame. I was looking forward to what a whore's spawn could do. I didn't expect you to be

and gore didn't seem to bother her, but these words seemed to have

for enticing the husbands of others wouldn't have any redeeming qualities, but it's as the saying goes, we all have our vices. Your mother's vice just happens to be

face seemed to become. It was as though she was recalling everything she hated in an