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.

skies. It looked as though countless rockets were being launched from Leonel's half of the battlefield. He

it reminded one of a mountain that stood the test of time, and at other times it was like

beautiful spear he had ever seen. Power aside, Leonel was without a doubt the greatest spear master he

than the warriors of the Sun Demons. Better than his

It was suffocating.

BOOM.

cracked, and the

was fused within it; it looked as though it might collapse. It cracked at the edges, its

Leonel's body could withstand. He couldn't even use the full power of his Higher Impetus State Dream Force,

beautiful spear dance, he could tap into

'Run.'

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

Leonel's spear descended.

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region was the

Vast Bubble was the only one of the worlds that was not named after the family that ruled it, and the reason for

this day, it became the

in all directions, but all the common people could focus on was

Great Families and some members of the

seemed to suffocate the world in whirlwinds

His skin reflected like brass beneath his own flames, and his

sneered. These fools had no idea what the Dream Pavilion was. Without passing the

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

these Demon Races, they would just die faster. It was better if they maintained this odd

about to say something, all

came as