Dimensional Descent

Aina stood in the middle, a bit annoyed. A Time Force practitioner was used to account for a million different things at once. Aside from Dream Force practitioners, they were probably the very best in this regard. In fact, it was probably closer than it seemed and there was a ton of overlap.

But this man actually forgot that they were in the middle of an arena. She had even just been using one hand in an attempt to prolong the fight as she had definitely just made years of progress in a few seconds just now. It would be hard to replicate these circumstances elsewhere.

She shook her head and vanished, leaving the world in silence.

...

The entire matter was recontextualized in their minds. They realized that Aina didn't seem to have struggled even from the very beginning. Other than a superficial use, she didn't really rely on her on Battle Ax Force either. In fact, it had only been barely enough for them to realize that she was a Sovereign.

The group looked toward one another. Even Orion, the Cloud Race youth, opened a single eye, taking a peek at what was happening above. Then, a hint of solemnness appeared between his brows.

That... was definitely not normal.

They were certain that the man's Ability Index was influencing Aina as well, so where was the jerkiness? Why did she seem unaffected? Was she a Time Force user as well? Had she used it to counter it?

A Sovereign of a Weapon Force and a Time Force user? And on top of that, carrying that absolutely ridiculous physical strength?

The silence somehow became deeper.

...

appeared in the common room that she, Yuri and Savahn had been using, still

people lacked ingenuity, and also didn't know that

Blood Force. The reason for her strong body was because of her nigh endless

changing the state of her body. The Time Force could only work on whatever the current version

she hadn't done all

she could feel the changes the Time Force was making to her clearly. She could react to exactly when she should attack even better than the man himself who was relying partially on a roll of

just win, she would have chosen the exact moment where the Luck of the Draw Ability Index

she was chasing

it was this new method of using Blood Force, but more importantly than that, this sort of variability in battle would be a

of the man's battle style. But she could smooth it out, she could vary the speed of her strike while her ax was already in the air just by

been chasing before the battle abruptly came to an end. And now she was a bit annoyed, unable to find that feeling again. Her Clairvoyance was great sometimes, but when it was triggered by an external item rather than her

Then it suddenly clicked.

weapon to weapon, shifting her focus again and again just to shore up

a sword, a spear, even a silk scarf as a weapon before. There probably wasn't a single weapon type that she hadn't tried out, some for longer periods of time than

such a compulsion. She thought it was because she had already gone past the limit through which

even more. Not just using her understanding of other weapons to shore up her weaknesses, but also