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!

two 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,

stabilizing herself after 20 or so meters due to her flapping

same place, his irises

his spear, pointing it at

else coming. I've already killed them all. It'll

eyes blazed with rage, and

"Seraphina."

ice-cold plunge. Seraphina felt her soul rip out of

breath and looked back toward Minerva, her eyes flickering

the mind of an Owlan without her even noticing is without a doubt a

tongue as though it was

any wife of yours be more beautiful than an Owlan? Those

light and full of air along with even a hint of

the woman. It was a dense sort of silence, only somewhat buffeted by the

that long enough?" Leonel

they went back to normal, her cheery self

make sure you know that I was going to shred you to pieces now not because your

spear remained steady, pointing right at

Minerva Race was made up of nothing but hacks and wackjobs with delusions of grandeur and God Complexes. It seems that while you didn't

I said. My wife

she accidentally inhaled

both helping her

Leonel's control, the Dream Force separated and became his speed instead. He closed

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