Dimensional Descent

Leonel stood in silence.

The concept was quite simple. Target a technique with a vibe that matched with your path, then attack it. Once you attacked it, so long as your attack met a certain standard, the technique would break open and the contents would be given to you to rent for a time.

This was far more annoying than what Leonel was expecting. He hoped that he could just pick up and scoop everything into a bag and make out like a bandit. But since when were things in his life ever so simple?

He sighed. Maybe he should just try and find some techniques that were actually compatible with him. If he released Blackstar and Aina as well, maybe they would be strong enough to steal some techniques that would make the Godlens feel the burn.

Leonel shook his head. Not good enough.

"Leonel, Noah was just brought out of his room. I'm a bit worried about what's happening."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, but that Head Researcher looks stressed about something and like she's in a rush. Amery was brought out as well, it feels like they're doing something big."

Leonel fell into silence and looked toward the vault door behind him. He cursed under his breath. No matter what, he wouldn't be able to leave this place until that elder opened the doors again unless he was willing to be exposed.

He couldn't interact with the world while he was in the Shadow World, that was why things phased through Little Blackstar when he entered this state. So, he obviously couldn't open the door and hide at the same time. But he could slip out of the door mostly undetected if it was opened for him.

Now, however...

Leonel's frown deepened.

that he had been too

as Eduardo was, that old man would definitely make him look like a child. There was no way Leonel

knocking on

out at this time because of him, or more accurately, because of Vivak's slip

there anything you

if they were aware

It was as

said. "You're going to have to figure something out. From what it looks like, they might attempt what failed on

off of his temper, but these human powers were

how she came up with the number,

had to get out of here in that time, but there was still

to become. The calmer he became, the more tranquil his gaze

starlight. When he inhaled, the air moved and when he exhaled, a foggy breath would come with it, sparkling with more silvery stars as though

'I got it.'

tablet

then it wouldn't be able to read and react to the proper style of combat. How could

balls of energy, they were complex, interconnected networks of

have the time to sit here and analyze every single one, but he had

Tablet analyzed and absorbed the essence of each

'I was right...'

Force Arts to have such character, they had to be left behind by an expert. Only someone familiar with the technique and understood its core could