Dimensional Descent

This thought snapped Regnier back into focus. He abandoned using Dream Force like the wind. It was causing the Dream Force around him to fall into Leonel's sphere of control; how could a junior possibly pull away a Force he had been using for longer than Leonel had even been born?

However, the instant he did so, Leonel suddenly retreated.

Regnier frowned, wanting to follow. But the moment his thoughts started to move with their normal fluidity, he thought of many things all at once and remembered that there was an even larger threat to his back.

He could only keep Burul at bay when he used his Force like the Wind, but if he used it like the Wind, Leonel would suffocate him.

He had to extricate himself as quickly as possible.

The feeling of danger already enveloped him to his back as he sensed that Burul was already gearing up to attack again. Remembering the power of that heart-shuddering attack, his own almost stopped beating entirely.

It seemed to him that Burul had to be close for it to work out, so he had to keep his distance no matter what.

And that was when it happened.

A beam of blinding light came from Leonel's direction. The feeling and essence of it were exactly the same as what had come from Burul. This time, the speed of thought Regnier had regained was to his detriment.

He could feel every inch of that beam, and each movement, every breath, even the runes that flickered into existence through the air, were exactly the same. He couldn't find even a single exception aside from the fact that it was weaker by a Tier.

'Dammit!'

Regnier lost his cool and switched back to using Dream Force like the Wind. If he didn't, although he was sure he wouldn't die, he would be injured enough that it would affect his clashes with any other Pavilion Heads.

He couldn't allow that.

On the other side, Burul wasn't sure what was happening. His vision had been obstructed by his own attack, and all his Internal Sight picked up was Regnier fighting with... air?

must be a creature of high enough level to conceal itself within the Dream Force, and that had to be at least a Tier Eight

cooldown now, not that it would be easy to deal a death blow

do? Wait for

trump cards were so much more superior to everyone else's; he wasn't a fool. The Breeze Dream Pavilion had definitely come prepared and there was more to them than

the distance. He had

he tried to approach, a blinding light came

Even the aura was identical to the one he had

his people

and leapt backward. The line of fire was directly in line with himself, and though the cooldown for the net of runes was only for the single-burst attack, because

he found

having

stopped beating entirely. His own palm slapped to

But it was gone!

stolen it?!

thing, and that was to find his people. He didn't

not noticed the loss of

years of goading and prodding, Burul had never seen him wear such an expression? What had just happened? And where was the Nomad who just used the net

Did Regnier kill them?

impossible; there wasn't enough time to

of Dream Pavilions watched as two powerhouses stood around, baffled about what had just

they were too good at hiding their thoughts. Regnier had been much

"BOY!" Regnier roared.

taken aback. Boy? Who was he talking