Dimensional Descent

Leonel's aura flourished, the cumulation of Force in the surroundings surging toward him in violent tides. It felt as though the entire world was in the palm of his hands, Forces of all kinds being stripped of their character and uniqueness to fuel the strength of his Spear Force.

Amery's gaze narrowed once. Three hundred attacks? Wasn't that just child's play? He took a step forward, his sword light descending before it seemed that he had moved at all. It felt like his sword had a mind of its own, almost as though it wasn't just an extension of his arm, but its own living, breathing existence.

The rippling of the stars above reacted to Amery's movements, descending toward Leonel with a menacing light.

Leonel's gaze turned sharp, an unprecedented seriousness taking hold of him. At that moment, his gaze lost its fierceness entirely, being replaced by a gaze that seemed to see through the world. It was indifferent to its very depths and vast by its very nature. Looking into his eyes, it felt less like one was gazing upon a youth, and more like they were observing a being that was larger than life, an existence that was larger than even the world he claimed to exist within.

His spear moved to meet Amery's attacks. It seemed to lose its splendor, returning to an absolute simplicity. It felt like the turning pages of a book, a casual sip of water, even as rudimentary as a careless breath of air. It was the kind of movement that carried an endless ease, and yet the fundamental importance was beyond imagining, as though it was part of a bigger picture that couldn't be pinned down with any immediacy.

Leonel took a step back, and then another. A line of blood appeared across his shoulder, then by his cheek. In the next instant blood sprayed from his neck in a fierce rain, but the cold indifference in his eyes was just as placid as it had been from the very beginning.

There was no doubt that the gap between himself and Amery had suddenly exploded, it was so enormous in fact that retreating was all that he could seem to do. Whether it was himself or the clone in the skies, they moved as one, taking steps back at the same moment.

Leonel's stance shifted and his spear pierced forward. He seemed to have sensed a change in Amery's thought process before even the man in question had decided upon it. He disrupted the attack entirely, but in return his collarbone was pierced through.

shot out from the blade wound,

prepared for such an unconventional attack, but he reacted as quickly as one might expect. The stars in the skies shifted and his Dark Force blade solidified once again. His wrist turned and he twisted through the

could feel the overwhelming power of destruction bearing down on him, but his Gaia Force reacted soon after, stopping the destruction with large amounts of Life Force before it could interfere with

his sword techniques were exceptionally powerful, and he had even broken through to

than he felt

attack, his movements becoming fluid once again, or more accurately, they had never lost

than it had in the past. Whereas before the grounds collapsed and the clouds above were stirred, the current moment it was as though

the crossing of their weapons made it seem as though

devastation of such a battle became more and more apparent. Clouds of blood continuously erupted from Leonel's

was all too aware of the complex Force Art forming beneath the feet of both himself and Leonel, and the count of the number of spear

else. Even if Leonel managed to last

sever this attack with his blade

stiff and direct movements gained a sudden grace to