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.

...

and Savahn had been

really been using Time Force. Those people lacked ingenuity, and also didn't know that

was entirely dependent on how much Life Force she chose to pump into her Blood Force. The reason for her strong body was because

quickly changing the state of her body. The Time Force could only work on whatever the current version of hers was, so she had chosen to strengthen

hadn't done all of

was making to her clearly. She could react to exactly when she should attack even better than the man himself who was relying partially

the exact moment where the Luck of the Draw Ability Index

she was chasing

more importantly than that, this sort of variability in

didn't like the jerkiness of the man's battle style. But she could smooth it out, she could vary the speed of her strike while her ax was

something deeper, that deep thing was what she had been chasing before the battle abruptly came to an end. And now she was a bit annoyed, unable to find that feeling again.

Then it suddenly clicked.

weapon to weapon, shifting her focus again and again just to shore up a weakness she might

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

a compulsion. She thought it was because she had already gone past

her to lean into that even more. Not just using her understanding of other weapons to shore up her weaknesses,