Dimensional Descent

The arrow streaked across the skies as though it could split reality in two. Despite the fact an attack, devastating in its own right, was coming from Leonel's spear didn't seem to change anything at all... because all one could seem to focus on was that spiraling arrow.

The world was divided into four, the split prongs of the arrow rotating and leaving complete wave-like patterns across the ground and within the clouds above.

Everything in its path was shredded apart, and when it had only made it halfway to its destination, Leonel's spear suddenly met Amery's swords.

That pair of Life Grade swords shuddered, their bodies losing a great amount of shine as their owner was sent flying backward, digging a deep trench into the ground that embedded him like an etching upon a stone wall.

Amery couldn't move. His body was shaking involuntarily, his hands barely strong enough to hold onto his swords.

He looked up into the skies, only having time to complete that action alone before Leonel's arrow appeared before him, shooting through his chest and releasing an explosion that echoed throughout the land.

The sound was so loud that nothing else could be heard. It was difficult to tell even when it had stopped, the sharp whistling sound of deafness and damaged hearing being all that most could listen to. Even when they covered their ears, trying to escape from the destruction, it followed them, filling their minds with sensory information they would never be able to forget.

Leonel breathed out, his chest heaving. He looked into the skies, his eyes closing. Despite his injuries, he stood tall. The loud noises didn't seem to bother him in the slightest, and the rumbling ground beneath his feet couldn't stop him from standing tall and unbothered.

smile curled his lips. Nothing could seem to bother

was truly a man who held grudges. He had already defeated Amery once before, but he was still

he claimed Amery's soul now, would he be able to use the latter to comprehend

the parts beyond the Third Dimension couldn't share it with others. Only Leonel could because he had fully comprehended and reverse engineered the method. He had succeeded in doing so for the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Dimensional layers, but he had yet to even lay eyes on the

was like to be in the Seventh Dimension, or deep understanding of where he would need to proceed to enter the Eighth and Ninth Dimension beyond,

ways and it would be too hard to tell if he

it, it's easier to just find another

Were these a pair of father and son? Or mortal enemies? It

was still stuck, embedded into the side of a deep trench his own body had dug out. There was a small hole in his chest, barely two inches across, but that was what

real world, but at the point of contact, it was actually so perfectly controlled. It was hard to imagine

only suffered a "small" wound, but setting aside where the attack had landed, even if it had only hit his arm, the entirety of

that might have laid waste to the world around them had