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?

conclusion was that it 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

beneath his breath. His net of runes was obviously on cooldown now, not that it would be easy to deal a death blow to a Tier

Wait for

didn't believe that his 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 just

distance. He had to see the

approach, a blinding light came

it immediately; how could he not? Even the aura was identical to

his people hide from

attack, because he had just used it, the flow of strength from the Tier Seven to himself would be somewhat limited for the next few minutes. He didn't want

he found Regnier high in the skies, frowning

there anymore, having seemingly vanished

His own palm slapped to his collarbone,

But it was gone!

kid had stolen

That necklace could only do one thing, and that was to find his people. He didn't think it was a coincidence that Leonel

he not noticed the loss of something

expression. Even after years of goading and prodding, Burul had never seen him wear such an expression? What had just happened?

Did Regnier kill them?

there wasn't enough time

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

thinking; they were too good at hiding their thoughts.

"BOY!" Regnier roared.

more taken aback. Boy? Who was