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.

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

long since fallen from their pinnacle standards, and

condition. Aside from the Gathering Stele that was still firmly on a level all its

yet, just now, it had almost

Wasn't it said that the Vast Dream Pavilion

been in a life or 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

that mean she had

Orion said somberly. "If she wins one more

for too long? Should they risk their lives

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

ROAR!

no idea that this was Leonel's doing, all

wanted to make them pay,

dare they

White Spectral Tiger appeared before Aina in a blur. This race of beasts was too well known for their speed and attack power. He was like a whirlwind of

to meet the wild charge and her arms trembled the moment they did. Her blade couldn't reach the creature and

tiger suddenly accelerated again the moment her feet left the ground, closing in with such speed that she could hardly react as it bit down on her