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!

undisguised menace, bashing against Seraphina's head and distorting

20 or so meters

stood in the same place,

his spear, pointing it at

one else coming. I've already killed them all. It'll probably be best if the three of you

rage, and the beauty actually

"Seraphina."

soul rip out of her body, only to be deposited

took a shuddering breath and looked back toward Minerva, her eyes flickering

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

though it was nothing.

wife of yours be more beautiful than an Owlan? Those of my Race would never marry a human; our bloodlines have unfortunately been too diluted already to take the

of

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

long enough?" Leonel

eyes narrowed only for a moment before they

wanted to make sure you know that I was going to shred you to pieces now not because your Dream Force is something impressive,

pointing right

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

and I meant what I said. My wife is much

Seraphina so fast that she accidentally inhaled some of the

doing double duty, both helping her escape and

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

this could be happening. She had entered Tier Nine as well,