Dimensional Descent

Leonel began to weave the final outfit. The bulk of it was made up by the white, silky fabric woven of the tiger beast's fur. Then, the next most common material came from the thick rubbery leather, forming a tight belt, and her military shoes.

Finally, there came the bone. Leonel refined them into shoulder guards, shin guards, elbow guards, a subtle breast plate, and a hidden gauntlet that covered just the back of her hand and some of her forearm.

Soon, it was completed and it trembled as it floated in the air. Leonel nodded to himself, feeling that he had done a good job.

This time, the Force Arts he used came entirely from the Runes of the Tiger's bone, skin, and furs. It was an interesting feeling. Not being able to control the Force Arts all on his own made it a challenge.

However, because he had gained the flexibility that came from Complexity and Simplicity, he was able to adapt. Compared to creating a new Force Art language for every Craft, this was actually a little bit easier. He just had to be mindful of the Runes of the White Spectral Tiger Race and how it moved and adapted.

"Try it," Leonel grinned.

Aina rolled her eyes. This guy just wanted to see her strip, but in the end, she obliged with a smile.

Leonel watched as Aina got rid of her tattered military uniform for his new Craft instead.

She almost moaned in satisfaction as she slipped it on. The silky fabric was so soft against her skin that it felt like she was being caressed by a cloud.

The hidden breastplate perfectly cupped her chest so that she didn't even need to wear an uncomfortable bra, and even the shin and arm guards she thought might restrict her movement somehow formed to her shape perfectly.

What surprised her the most, though, were the boots.

Honestly, of her usual outfit, military boots were often what she disliked the most. She mostly wore them because she didn't want her feet to be on the ground and they were the only things sturdy enough to take her strength.

back on Earth because she had entered the Fourth Dimension, her strength had already been particularly tyrannical. Normal shoes simply couldn't

they made her feel as though they weren't even

smiled and nodded, feeling that

she said, kissing him

continue using your Battle

offered to make a weapon for Aina for

make a weapon that didn't crumble beneath his Spear Sovereignty, he realized how much strength he was leaving on the table. Unless he could make a Battle Ax that wouldn't crumble beneath Aina's Battle Ax Sovereignty, wouldn't he just

reason was because her Battle Ax, the Heirloom of the Brazinger family, that is, seemed

time he observed it, it seemed to be

of this Heirloom. But, he was fairly confident now that he could create one stronger than its current

her head. "No, that's okay.

any rules for how it grows more powerful?

only responds when my Berserk God Lineage Factor

frowned. This sounded good, but he also didn't like the idea of Aina running around with a weakened weapon.

that take too

It's very quick, it just needs my blood. I didn't do it before because of the trouble it might cause... speaking of which, do you think that leaving so much of my blood behind, and even

people and the reason she had to hide her Blood Sovereignty, Invalids, could sense how special she

a Blood Sovereign, it's how many know. If any Invalids find out, it will be by coincidence and

it was the latter, how would they even fight back against it? They weren't ready for such

suddenly said, looking