Dimensional Descent

Leonel's spear steadied itself. Even given its heft, its body was completely still, almost like a pool of calm waters. And then the dance began.

Khelgis' and Adru's eyes opened wide. A keen sense of danger took hold of their hearts, gripping them so tightly that it felt as though a hand had ripped into their chests and squeezed down.

"Defend!" Khelgis roared.

His palms slammed into Adrus'. A large combustion of bronze-brass and silver energies took form, shaping into a sphere that rotated like a marble of yin and yang.

Leonel's first spear exploded on its surface, and yet it blew the two back. The two thought that it was over, but it was just the beginning.

Leonel's spear danced in his palms, a large amount of Universal Force descending. It even felt like with every swipe of the blade through the air, the world itself was being pulled in the directions Leonel willed.

If one looked outside the well of Leonel's influence, a larger and larger vacuum was being formed, a region where Force's concentration seemed to plummet.

Then came the Stars.

The first appeared on the tip of the blade, gliding across the air like a shooting star. It was a delicate streak of silver, buffeted by the oppressive spear of red, gold, and silver it was born from.

Leonel's stance changed, and the star lingered in the air as a new one was given the spark of life.

It was gorgeous.

One star after another, gliding through the air and forming a pattern that stunned the mind and froze the soul.

It was akin to a star map of the universe. The sun in the skies seemed to dim, and darkness descended onto the region. Every streak was more powerful than the last, and every swing of the blade pushed Khelgis and Adru further and further back.

BANG. BANG. BANG!

The sphere of yin and yang began to crack. If not for the large amount of Force the both of them were pouring into it, it would have already collapsed after the first few strikes.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

launched from Leonel's half of the

it was heavy, at other times, it reminded one of a mountain that stood the test of time, and at other times it was like a wild forest fire that burned bright, but only for

had ever seen. Power aside, Leonel was without a doubt the

Better than his master. Better than even his

It was suffocating.

BOOM.

the duo were

spear rose high into the air. So much power was fused within it; it looked as though it might collapse. It cracked at the edges, its

reality was that the true strength of the Life State wasn't something that Leonel's body could withstand. He couldn't even use the full power of his Higher

short time, in exchange for this beautiful spear dance, he could tap into just a small percentage of

'Run.'

He no longer hesitated. Grabbing onto Adru's hand, he pulled out a treasure and

Leonel's spear descended.

...

region was the Vast

the only one of the worlds that was not named after the family that ruled it, and the reason for that was quite obvious. It was instead the name of the Dream Pavilion, the true center

day, it became the center

all the common people

side, there were the Four Great Families and

that seemed to suffocate the world in whirlwinds of harsh heat and bone-tingling

a Sun Demon with hair of fire that stood straight up spoke. His skin reflected like brass beneath his own flames, and his voice boomed, "hand

had no idea what the Dream Pavilion was. Without passing the test to enter the Dream

them do so just so he could watch them lose their minds to Dream Force, but Clarence knew that even if these experts of the Sun and Moon Demons died, the gap between them and the Human Race was so large that the ending would still be the

Demon Races, they would just die faster. It

about to say

came as a portal was torn