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.

wonder just how much of that was truthful. If there was a seemingly

and drives to "win" the argument. Just the

children?

if one wanted to say that it was 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

they enslaved in their Domains not include women and children? When they killed 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

their homes afterward. Would it not be their own women and children benefiting

knew what he had done was abhorrent. But even more truthfully than

He simply didn't care.

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 much circular and pointless "logic" tied with what was moral and what wasn't, and

pissed to think

BANG!

a single burst of energy, the chains that bound

clearly intending to stop this, tilted his head in confusion somewhat.

blackness enveloped the bear beasts and when they reappeared once more, they were by Leonel's side. Not even a split moment after that, they, too, had vanished into

little teeth and growled. The skies above seemed

but through the Dream Plane, Leonel could feel his rage

swept another gaze through

before. I kept my promise

I will be certain