Dimensional Descent

Velasco raised his spear, his gaze red. But it was hard to tell if it was because of his emotions, or if it was because of the blood flowing across every inch of his body, only obstructed by the black chains that layered atop of it. Even so, the tip of his spear was as steady as could be.

Maybe one of the first things a new spearman would learn was how to raise and hold their spear. Those that learned fast would learn the importance of a steady blade, one unmoved by fatigue and imbalance. It was the foundation of the fundamentals, both the most basic and the most perfect.

It could be said that there were absolutely no flaws in Velasco's form. When he raised his spear, the world itself grew steady as though influenced by his calm.

The expressions of the Ancestors and Four Great Families changed.

The Silver Emperor took action first, moving swiftly. His face as placid as ever, he didn't seem to notice the danger that stood before him at all, he couldn't feel the hidden sharpness or the soaring spirit. He moved like a puppet would, emotionless, uninspired, plain and ugly, a contrast so completely against everything Velasco stood for.

Velasco took a step forward, his body swaying with weakness, but the tip of his spear just as steady.

Velasco's spear and that of the Silver Emperor's clashed, the latter crumbling to ash.

It was the simplest of stabs, but it tore a gaping wound in the Silver Emperor's shoulder, shredding apart the dominant arm on his spear.

happened just now, but if things

thrown back, a slight tremble of his spear

in the slightest. He moved with a complete lack of agility, a stumbling sort of

thrust forward once again, shredding through the head of the Nomad Emperor. The latter only trembled once before his head burst to pieces,

palms seemed to layer atop of one

lips

He didn't want to give them the satisfaction. Even if it meant taking the full brunt of the attack, never being able to take advantage of

these people who gained

The blade glided through the air in a steady stream. Like beautiful flowing water, moving with

burst apart, falling to

tail of the Rapax Emperor, Uh'Cerax whipped across at Velasco's waste, its blade shimmering beneath the gold clouded skies.

the momentum to split through to the other side. However, just when

mocking and another part sinister. He looked down on these so-called Emperors from the bottom of his

the Rapax's tail through his body, pulling the Uh'Cerax

Rapax's sturdy carapace was