Dimensional Descent

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

The world resonated with Leonel, his movements quicker, faster, and more agile than anything he had ever experienced before. He imagined that if he could see a future projection of what it would be like for him to enter the Ninth Dimension, it would feel exactly like this one.

Minerva's expression still remained calm. She didn't seem to react to Seraphina's death either, or Octavia's somewhat unknown fate for that matter.

When it seemed that she had run out of time to react properly, her palms suddenly moved.

Leonel felt a large gathering of Dream Force being stripped from his control. She had only moved so casually, and yet there was a huge war that erupted between them, each one fighting for supremacy over the space.

And Leonel felt like he was losing.

BANG!

Leonel's momentum stopped, and he was forced to take a heavy step back beneath Minerva's strength. She was a true powerhouse, there was no doubt about it. At the very least, she was somewhat worthy of her arrogance. If she had access to her full array of skills, Leonel wouldn't last even a single glance from her.

Leonel grinned. He could feel his heart pumping, and he felt more alive now than he ever had before.

The dichotomy between his pumping blood and his calm mind became like the push and pull of a steady bass drum and a heart-stopping melody. They played off one another to absolute perfection, and when Leonel moved again, his spear truly danced.

The flurry of strikes was met by Minerva's nonchalant palms. She seemed to move just once for every ten attempts Leonel made, and her feet didn't even shift the slightest inch, yet she weathered the storm all while pushing Leonel back.

But at that moment, she frowned.

The gathering streams of starlight around Leonel felt like he was gathering something up. She couldn't quite understand what it was, but she actually felt something in her heart stir.

Worry? That was ridiculous.

palm pushed forward with far more force, and she expected that Leonel would at least be blown off balance, but instead, Leonel's shield suddenly lit up, erupting with Tier Nine strength suddenly

had angled the shield, applying pressure in an unexpected way. It turned Minerva's strike into a glancing blow, and Leonel's spear

Octavia stood out from the rubble. She looked a bit disheveled, but other than some blood at the corner

a moment. On the one hand, she knew Minerva's temper, and she wouldn't like interference in her battle. But could she

would be better to be scolded than to look like she

With calm movements, he continued to grace the skies with his blade, his movements flowing from one to another. As the momentum increased, Minerva found that she couldn't withstand them as casually

in just in time, this time fully prepared and attacking Leonel's

"What a cowardly

There was nothing Minerva hated more than someone insulting her race.

was obviously targeting a weak spot on purpose,

roared with life. That slightest

bloomed, his spear strikes becoming faster as he suppressed Minerva from all sides. A beautiful formation formed beneath him, complex Runes formed of Spear Force shimmering

said, her folded

of Dream Force descended, and runes began to glow on

ability of the Minerva Race and the Owlan Race, for that matter, to form a world around their wings. This world gave them

the True Dream Plane. No

it

his Forces were being stripped from him. His Sovereignty seemed useless in front of

the first to go, and his Spear Dance seemed moments away from

have to train a single day in her life to grasp this ability, and the treasure she used

every inch of this moment as

BOOM.

instant before all of his Forces were stripped from him, the Shield's straps pierced right

nothing but a cover. In fact, his real body had already completed it. It could even be said that he was making an attempt to layer two Spear

resonated with the second, the two solidifying one another and resisting Minerva for a