Dimensional Descent

The Ma'at Bubble wasn't as beautiful as the Owlan Bubble, but it carried an elegance of its own, especially at a time like this where the mood was festive and inviting.

From Leonel's perspective, the Gathering of Minds had ended in humiliation, but how could it be the same for Lyra Emberheart, who had become the pride of her Race in a single bound?

The victory that she secured was akin to the best in recent history for the Spirituals and even Pure Blooded Spirituals. Her name was already being written into the annals of history.

Although she and Aerin were only third place, they had placed behind two groups of Demi-Gods. This effectively meant that in terms of Mortal talent, she was at the very top. How could the Spirituals not take pride in this?

This was the sort of festive environment that Leonel and Aina stepped into.

Quite frankly, Leonel had expected that entering such a Bubble would have been much harder. But it seemed that with the festivities, everything had become far more lax.

There was also the network of teleportation platforms that had been connected. Because of the Owlans' current situation, they weren't exactly in the position to retract their previous order. So it could be said that Existence was more connected now than it had ever been before.

Leonel and Aina walked through the streets, both of them wearing masks in the fashion of a masquerade ball to fit in.

By now, their faces were too famous between the Gathering of Kingdoms events and the Gathering of Minds. So this was the best option for them now.

They spent a few hours moving through a crowded bazaar and buying cute little trinkets that Aina found cute.

brothers as well. Among them, he had also coaxed Kira

the corpse of the Shadow Tail. If Leonel had forgotten himself for a half year, she had forgotten herself for even more time

to wane, Leonel looked

do we find them?" He realized that he had been

smiled. Although she was eager to see her friends, she also wanted to spend some alone

that they're staying in the Elysian Fields. It's the region with the highest population

"Relative?" Leonel asked.

class system of sorts. The governor of the region is a Half Spiritual, so it's not like the Pure

Leonel nodded.

past, it wasn't until everyone was brought under one banner and culture that things changed. But even then, rather than a matter of Race, it became a problem of Class, with a certain subsection of people living on the surface and everyone else having to sleep in the

droves when the Metamorphosis appeared, but Leonel, even with his

It was too cruel.

where strength ruled above all, and not something as vastly more complex as intelligence, for example, even

during the Gathering of Kingdoms, so

his brothers again, teasing Joel

seemed to let it roll off his shoulders, which was expected. His relationship with Savahn was far more mature and his way of viewing things was far more pragmatic. Leonel could even see that Joel was

that was. Joel was bracing himself

though they were husband and wife. Back on Earth, such a separation would effectively mean

it was filled with vitriol and they had both said some wildly cruel things to one another. In fact, the first

at each other, the next they were making out, and