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.

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

her feel as though they weren't even there. Not only that, but even her

feeling that Aina

said, kissing him on the

you want to continue using

a weapon for Aina for multiple

was leaving

reason was because her Battle Ax, the Heirloom of the Brazinger family, that is, seemed to inexplicably grow more

seemed to be

potential of this Heirloom. But, he was fairly confident now that he could create

her head. "No, that's okay.

any rules for how it grows

doesn't even care about my Battle Ax Sovereignty. It only responds when my Berserk God Lineage Factor grows stronger, and only then. I made some huge progress during the tournament, so it's in a bit of an embryonic phase right now. Soon, it'll break

also didn't like the idea of Aina running around with a

take too

it might cause... speaking of which, do you think that leaving so much of my blood behind, and even losing

reason she had to hide her Blood Sovereignty, Invalids, could sense how special she was by smell

Blood Sovereign, it's how many know. If any Invalids find out, it will be by coincidence and they will almost certainly hoard this information

difference between a few knowing and countless worlds knowing. If it was the latter, how would

like they're here," Leonel suddenly said, looking up into