Dimensional Descent

Maybe it was because they were known as the cowardly Race, but Aerin and his people had always had a keen sense of danger.

Truth be told, Leonel wasn't actually looking at him with the same menace in his eyes. His smile seemed far more genuine and he almost seemed to be encouraging him.

Compared to the arrogant young man that had been here for the last few days, it felt almost out of place... Almost.

However, when Aerin looked at the earring on Leonel's earlobe, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Most hadn't noticed this detail, but he had. He hadn't missed it at all.

Realizing the kind of troubled waters Leonel was fishing in, Aerin knew that he couldn't get involved. And the best way to not get involved... Was to challenge him.

Aerin cleared his throat. "I will challenge master Leonel and his Aina. I will start with a one point challenge. As for the stream, I will pick the Force Pill Crafting stream."

Leonel's smile didn't change, he had expected this, and he could practically read all of Aerin's emotions on his face even without the aid of Dream Force. Then, his lips parted.

"I refuse."

Aerin seemed to deflate, not out of disappointment, but instead relief. For a moment there, he sensed that Leonel wanted to accept, not out of hate or angst, but because he felt that any challenge should be met head on. In that brief instant, Aerin had felt suffocated, like he was standing on a battlefield instead of a Crafting arena.

He exhaled a breath and shook his head. Why had he been so worried anyway? He picked the Force Pill Crafting stream, which was Lyra's expertise, not his own. And it shouldn't be Leonel's either from what he understood.

Even so...

With that, Talon and Somnus were up next and Leonel suddenly grinned. He looked at them first before they looked at him, the air rippling and writhing.

"Hurry up." Leonel said.

"Tal-"

against Somnus' chest as Talon pushed him back. Until now,

or smartest option. What had Leonel done until

as Talon was concerned, the only reason Leonel waited five hours to rebut Celestia back then was because he wanted to listen to everyone's input first so that he could build up his knowledge. It was clear that his training wasn't nearly

And he was correct...

him, though, that was precisely the illusion Leonel wanted to create. If the first reason he waited five hours was to accumulate all the points at once, the second was to give this exact thought process to those that

late for

Starting now.

all 28 points. Do you

sneered. "That's it? Is that all you

his crimson gaze. Obviously, the plan was to drain Leonel of all his points

was far too pent up to take such

even capable of taking out something

BANG!

the world fell into complete silence as the pillar beneath Leonel cracked so thoroughly it looked as though it would

moment, it felt like his King's Might Lineage, after having been dormant

bump up

BANG!

shattered to pieces and a crown and robe of

Craft. The restrictions were going to be set instead to block off senses from crossing over into other pillars to protect whatever Crafting secrets they had, but Leonel's own had suddenly shattered as

no one was focused on this

had just slammed into the pillar, an item so tough and extraordinary that even the pillars of the Minerva Race

The Life Tablet.