Dimensional Descent

"Perfect woman... Perfect woman... Perfect woman!"

Alastar's words practically came out like the chants of a religious fanatic. The more he looked at Aina, the more the lust in his eyes burned.

But he was a Variant Invalid. The things that normal creatures of flesh and blood felt weren't the same things that could move him. Instead, it was because he could sense Aina's Blood Sovereignty that was going so crazy. It was the scent of her blood that drew him completely over the edge.

Bogrum turned completely pale. He was so close to going on a date with such a beautiful woman, but then Alastar just had to appear. How could he not be aggrieved?

"Al-Alastar. Aina is my-"

His words were caught in his throat as Alastar turned his gaze toward him.

"Scram!" Alastar roared.

Bogrum was sent flying backward by the wind pressure alone, crashing into the heavy crates, and yet being entirely unable to budge them even an inch.

The result was his body taking the full brunt of the impact and his bones shattering like fragile, rusted metal.

Alastar turned back toward Aina, his gaze burning with a fiery passion.

"Keep looking at me like that, and I'll cut you into a thousand pieces."

Aina's voice was even and didn't carry the slightest fluctuation of an emotion, and yet the atmosphere itself seemed to chill considerably.

Alastar didn't seem to register Aina's words at all as he reached forward, seemingly about to grab her.

Aina's gaze flashed with fury as she struck out with a heavy palm.

BANG!

this sort of result. Since he came to this world, he had yet to

"Woman..."

disgust pouring out in a rain of attacks that caused the air to clap like thunder. Her arms blurred, her palms descending as though meteors ripping

fists of his own, his surprise giving

BANG! BANG! BANG!

took three heavy steps back, her body vibrating along with everyone. It truly hurt to fight on surfaces she couldn't destroy with a single hit. Because the walls of the hangar were so strong and sturdy, just stepping on the floor felt like

every step of the way. A wild, fiendish aura billowed out from him and his strength only seemed to increase

...

completely focused on finishing

that Variant Invalid was causing trouble again? He seemed to

sneered. Didn't you want to climb onto a higher tree? Why don't you let the Variant Invalid

didn't make a move immediately, almost as though she wanted to watch Aina suffer first. But she was also curious. Why

He once

Leonel was so "tired" before was because he had had a fight with this lover

a pitiful

seemed to truly feel bad about what was happening. She sighed

this point, Aina had lost all ability to resist, her face was pale and her neck was caught in a vice

let her die. It wasn't a big deal, they would all end up in the

But then she froze.

beauty was the kind she had only seen amongst Spirituals, beauty didn't move Variant Invalids in the same

was evolution. Their failure was like an ingrained mark on their

sniff of Aina's hair, he looked like he was intoxicated. When he grabbed her wrist and sunk his teeth into her as though she was a bar of chocolate rather than a human, and his eyes rolled back like he had entered a

"Blood Sovereign!"

Mo''Lexi immediately vanished.

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been brooding in his own sorrow suddenly flashed, moving so

be mad,