Dimensional Descent

The world was split in two. The small, seemingly insignificant dagger couldn't seem to be stopped, slicing through everything it came in contact with. A long tail of split space and void fluctuated in its wake, the split in reality so clean and real that it couldn't seem to immediately mend itself. No, it was more like the dagger itself had imposed its reality onto the world, leaving echoes of "cut" in its path that bent and twisted the laws of physics.

Large swaths of the surrounding army died. They thought themselves to have just gained some reprieve from Aina, only to be thrown toward another hellish nightmare.

Fear and inferiority colored their hearts as they rushed to get out of the way, until...

BANG!

The dagger collided with one of the pillars of the Council, its tail wagging so hard that it seemed like it might break it as well.

A clash of epic proportions was unveiled. Space and time seemed to fissure like glass, rippling outside like strikes of dispersing lightning.

The dagger seemed truly about to pierce even through this pillar until its body gave way beneath the pressure, shattering and falling to the wayside.

The Council Members in the distance watched on with constricted pupils.

They had seen it for themselves. As much as Silvan loved to be overprotective of his tail was just about as strong as it was. That thing was wrapped in so many layers of space that if you were too weak, just trying to grab it would probably kill you.

And yet, it was severed as though it wasn't even there, sliced apart and strewn onto the ground as though it was any other useless, hacked off limb.

But what shocked them even more than that was the clash of the pillars.

Creation in countless generations. They were all too young to even know the number of Gatherings that had taken place since the last God Beast

and facilities in this region had long since fallen from their pinnacle standards, and many had

the pillars happened to one of the few that were in relatively good condition. Aside from the Gathering Stele that was still firmly on a level all its own, the

now, it had almost been

had such a weapon on hand. Wasn't it said that the

death situation, it would have almost been more acceptable. At the very least, it would have felt like a last ditch effort. But Aina hadn't quite been there either, and the

had more

is already her ninth battle," Orion said somberly. "If

Had they already waited for too long? Should they risk their lives in a final

red gaze met Silvan's similarly furious gaze. He kept looking back toward the stump that was now his

ROAR!

no idea that this was Leonel's doing, all he

them pay, make

dare they

blur. This race of beasts was too well known for their speed and attack power. He was like a whirlwind of space, cutting through like a drilling bit and cutting across the large

charge and her arms trembled the moment they

the moment her feet left the ground, closing in with