Dimensional Descent

Leonel's pupils constricted into pinholes.

"AINA!" He roared.

Up until this point, aside from his father, El'Rion was simply the strongest person he had ever come across. Although he had been injured by the entity and only had a fraction of his peak strength remaining, he had attacked that very same man with the full brunt of his modified starship and hadn't even managed to cut his wrist off completely, what should have supposedly been one of the weakest parts of his body.

But now, that very same El'Rion, while holding his family's strongest treasure at that, was blown away as though a leaf in the wind. The strength of this monstrous creature wasn't something that he could fathom. And the most horrible part was that even after he had attacked, the Regulator showed no intention of taking action.

Aina had already acted. In fact, she was happy that she had sent Leonel flying into the Starship as well because even though she was shaking in fear currently, she couldn't imagine what would happen to Leonel if he was struck like that.

Leonel stood in a fury, but Aina was already attacking.

"DAMNED WOMAN, HOW DA-"

Leonel caught him, surprised by what he had been about to say, but that didn't calm his rage at all. He was far too furious to think about it with much depth; his thoughts were entirely occupied with how to get out of this situation.

a second before the rage spilled over once again. Why didn't she listen to him?! There was clearly a huge gap between them, a gap that couldn't be closed with her style of battle, the smart thing would be to rely on his style

in as though he needed to be

and he didn't mind because he was confident in himself not to care. He loved her, and that was enough for him to allow her to do as she pleased in 99% of situations. But in this 1%, in these dangerous situations, in times where their lives were on

even though he knew it was foolish, even though he knew it would change nothing. His best weapon was the ship he had just been in. Even

far too slow. Without the use of external Force, he was just a Tier 1 of the Seventh Dimension. He wasn't a member of the God Races, he wasn't even one of the many

she could muster. All of her previous "injuries" seemed to have vanished, but they had only been that, facades she used to let the members of Shield Cross Stars think that they had been

gave her confidence. Confidence that vanished in the face of this beast. But she had to

gave her everything, throwing out a strike that was the greatest of her

was far too similar. A strike that gave everything to protect the person they cared so much for to their

of red, trying to tap into a

cherry lips, graceful and beautiful, enticing and soft, so gorgeous it could

a brief moment, and then the power that he couldn't even control, power he wasn't confident in pulling out of himself in the first place, vanished like a puff of wind. It was as though that smile was teasing him, holding a piece of meat right in front of his face. It was

And it worked.