Dimensional Descent

"Just doing me part," Leonel said lightly.

Yonku laughed. "Don't get too down, kid. Who doesn't have father-in-law trouble? It's a natural path of all men. Miel is a good man, just protective of his daughter. Soon enough I'm sure you two will be perfectly chummy."

Leonel smiled. "You call him Miel. Did he change his name?"

"Ah, you didn't know this. See?" Yonku looked back toward Cidra who was wearing a stone-face of her own. "Don't mind her either, everyone knows she's in love with Miel though she thinks that she hides it well."

"Watch your word, Yonku."

A flickering Light Force appeared in Cidra's eyes. Leonel took note of it but didn't think very much of it. Light Force was rare, but not rare to the point no one would have it.

"HAHA!" Yonku laughed uproariously, his belly rolling. "Sorry, sorry, pretend like I didn't say anything."

Cidra, though, had already ignored Yonku and was looking right at Leonel.

"I do not."

Leonel blinked, looking at this serious woman with shortcut hair. He hadn't really taken it seriously before, but since she was being so serious about it, it was obvious that Yonku wasn't blowing hot air.

As for why Cidra wanted to make sure that Leonel didn't believe the nonsense, it was obviously so that he didn't turn around and tell Aina about it. That would be her worst nightmare.

attention to her; how would she fare if she suddenly

"I believe

but she realized she couldn't

the Slayer Generals

were pretty well balanced. They were all in the Eighth Dimension and they came from the various powers as defectors as well.

was Slayer General Tidus, defector of the Godlens, Slayer General Cherie, defector of the Four Great families, and finally Slayer General Darlamane,

an older woman with sharp green eyes and hair. She should be a member of the Crudus

delicate, not just due to his old age, but because he seemed to take meticulous care of his skin and hygiene. His

from Miel and Cidra seemed to be entering their twilight years. It was a bad sign overall for the direction of the

they weren't entirely hopeless. At the very least, they had a decent number of warriors well into

wasn't as bad as Leonel was expecting. It

number of citizens who couldn't protect themselves only numbered just over 100,000 or so. So the ratio of people to soldiers almost bordered on

than 1%, that meaning one soldier for every hundred citizens. But here it was almost 40%, which was both shocking and a bit

city wasn't a place of leisure

that Leonel felt deserved his

alliance. They didn't treat his life

Slayer Legion either. Honestly speaking, his grandfather's ways could be just as cruel as the human alliance's ways. He didn't seem to be on the side of "good" either, and his main purpose seemed to be to resurrect the Fawkes family

know if he was on the side of good either. At the very least, because of his own

help but smile. 'So we're all scumbags just