Dimensional Descent

"Will you?" Leonel asked lightly.

The indifference made Gregwyn squirm. He pushed and pulled, disregarding the injuries just for the chance to even scratch Leonel, but it was all useless.

Leonel's body was growing stronger by the day and he was already at a strength that dwarfed his previous Fifth Dimensional body. In such an injured state, with his bones practically turned into paste, Gregwyn could do nothing against him.

"You slaughtered my people, I will make you pay even if it's from beyond the grave."

"Oh? And what did you think would happen when you invaded the Human Domain? Did you just want to advance and retreat as you pleased?"

Gregwyn snarled. "We don't kill women and children you coward! Your Morales family got what they deserved, and we'll make sure everyone you care about remains a dog for the rest of their life."

"Interesting." Leonel nodded. "It doesn't seem to me that you care very much about women and children, though. What enrages you the most is that you've lost your lifestyle.

"You no longer have huge backers to make your life simple. You're no longer the most talented in the room. You now have to, ironically, be the dog of others yourself as you bow your head and do whatever the Spirituals tell you to do.

"And look at you now, stranded, without someone to help you, being held up like a cheap toy in my hands... and it wasn't even me who took action, but rather my beast companion.

"What makes you think you have a chance? What makes you think you have the right to judge me?"

Leonel didn't raise his voice even a single time. He didn't even seem to mind if no one other than Gregwyn could hear him.

Gregwyn didn't have a response other than a rage-fueled stare and snarl, but Leonel wasn't very impressed by this. He already expected that someone like Gregwyn would be all too easy to render speechless. There likely didn't exist a person that he couldn't do this to, at least not at his level.

legitimize himself. But it made him wonder just how much of that was truthful. If there was a seemingly obvious and objective morality, why was it that others couldn't argue for it

own convictions and drives to "win" the argument. Just the fact Gregwyn said they wouldn't

and Nora a pair of children? Did

Leonel's fault that they ended up in this state, what did your morality count for if you could decide who to use it on when it was convenient

the warriors and left the women defenseless, to be sold off as they pleased, or the children to be raised up to be ideological spearheads, would that not be involving women and

returned to their homes afterward. Would it not be their own women and children benefiting from the

had done was abhorrent. But even more truthfully

He simply didn't care.

couldn't muster up sympathy. Maybe it was partly due to the fact he still wasn't over his father's death, maybe it was another part due to the fact there was so

too pissed to think about

BANG!

burst of energy, the chains that bound the bear

to stop this, tilted his head in confusion somewhat. His attack had

swirls of blackness enveloped the bear beasts and when they reappeared once more, they were by Leonel's side. Not even a

and growled. The skies above seemed to

his hand. His expression didn't give anything away, but through the Dream

gaze through the armies that

before. I kept my promise then, and I'll keep it this

be certain to kill twice of