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?

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

cursed beneath his breath. His net of runes was obviously on cooldown now, not that

Wait

wasn't a fool. The Breeze Dream Pavilion had definitely come prepared and there was more

closed in the distance. He had

tried to approach, a blinding light came

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

But how could his people hide from

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

cleared, and he found Regnier high in the skies,

"opponent" wasn't there anymore, having seemingly vanished into thin

entirely. His own palm slapped to his collarbone, reaching for a

But it was gone!

kid had stolen

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

had he not noticed the

Burul watched as the always calm Regnier suddenly put on a fierce expression. Even after years of goading and prodding, Burul had never seen him wear

Did Regnier kill them?

was impossible; there wasn't

watched as two powerhouses stood

at hiding their thoughts. Regnier had been much like them before this

"BOY!" Regnier roared.

aback. Boy? Who was