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!

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,

20 or

same place, his irises still

his spear, pointing

them all. It'll probably be best if the three

rage, and the beauty

"Seraphina."

an ice-cold plunge. Seraphina felt her soul rip out of her body, only to

and looked back toward Minerva, her eyes flickering

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

condescending statement rolled off her tongue as though it was nothing. She was

Those of my Race would never marry a human; our bloodlines have unfortunately been too diluted already to

sighed, her tone light and full of

was a dense sort of silence,

long enough?"

only for a moment before they went

pieces now not because your Dream Force is something impressive, but

steady, pointing right at

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

said. My wife is

so fast that she accidentally inhaled some of the blood that was pooling into

duty, both helping her escape and slowing Leonel's

the Dream Force separated and became his speed instead. He closed the

entered Tier Nine as well, so why was it that she