Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter courtesy of Mr. Mostert <3 5/6]

A tiny fist appeared before Leonel's chest in a flash, and he didn't even seem capable of reacting in time.

The fist collided, that slender form packing the strength of a meteor's explosion. It didn't even seem certain that Seraphina's strong suit was the fist, but it didn't seem to matter...

Until she realized that Leonel hadn't moved.

"Don't use Dream Force like that," Leonel said lightly, "you'll only embarrass yourself."

Seraphina blinked and then suddenly smiled a beautiful smile. "You're saying such harsh words to a beauty, don't you feel bad?"

"You're not nearly as beautiful as my wife. You'd be better off being a vulture with those wings of yours."

Seraphina was stunned into silence. She had never heard anyone talk to her like that before; she didn't even know how to react...

Until the rage came.

Her white-gold arcs gained a tinge of pink as her anger flared up. She stopped using Dream Force like Fist Force; she hadn't even comprehended Fist Force in the past, she just thought that it would be more than enough to deal with Leonel.

Her wings spread out. As though embroidered in golden leaf metals, they shimmered, slashing down with menace and murderous intent.

Leonel's spear, still aimed toward the ground, suddenly flickered.

BANG! BANG!

wings were deflected as a Shield suddenly appeared on Leonel's left arm. It swung down with its own undisguised menace, bashing against Seraphina's head and distorting her beautiful face into an assortment of flying teeth, blood, and a severely

herself after 20 or so meters due to

place, his irises still flickering like

pointing it at the

It'll probably be best if the three

eyes blazed with rage, and the

"Seraphina."

plunge. Seraphina felt her soul rip out of her

looked back toward Minerva,

use of Dream Force is not bad. Successfully attacking the mind of an Owlan without her even

statement rolled off her tongue as though

need to lie. How can any wife of yours be more beautiful than an Owlan? Those of my Race

sighed, her tone light and full of air along with even a

immediately, looking at the woman. It was a dense sort of silence,

enough?" Leonel

for a moment before they

going to shred you to pieces now not because your Dream Force

pointing right at

nothing but hacks and wackjobs with delusions of grandeur and God Complexes.

said. My wife is much

appearing before Seraphina so fast that she accidentally inhaled some of

doing double duty, both helping her escape and slowing Leonel's

and became his speed instead. He closed the distance even faster, his spear

not understanding how this could be happening. She had entered Tier Nine as well, so why