Leonel fell into his thoughts, spun the tip of the letter on his finger before he burnt it to ash. The smile on his face was still there.

The question was... how best to use this?

"Let's return to the Human Bubble," Leonel suddenly said.

"Why?" Anastasia frowned. She didn't understand what was happening, but she had read the letter. There was nothing but bad that could come from it. Why was Leonel smiling? And wasn't returning to the Human Bubble exactly what Flaura wanted? It wasn't like Leonel to fall into the schemes of others so easily.

"Don't worry your pretty little head, Anastasia. Have I ever taken a loss?"

"Yes." Anastasia pouted. "Pretty little what? Who do you think you're talking to? I'm older than your great, great, great, great, great, great-!"

Anastasia kept adding greats because it seemed that no amount could sufficiently satisfy her, and the funny part was that she was correct, especially due to the time dilation between Earth and the rest of Existence.

Leonel chuckled.

Had he taken losses before? Sure, but they never had to do with intelligence. He would crush this Dream Asura at their own game, and he'd feel good doing it.

pseudo pressure of Anastasia's constant vigilance over their land faded away,

...

Lord was stunned. When he received Leonel's challenge for

was a member, but personally, he could only use Soul Force. Instead, it was actually his wife and Lyra's

wouldn't bother him with such things, but not only had the message infuriated her, but she also felt that it just might be an opportunity to do exactly

was happening, she was accepting of it only because of what was at stake.

of challenge. The more he read, the more furious

a fucking joke. Do you think that if it wasn't for the shamelessness of the Owlans and the Celestial Embers that she would

some kind of pushover. In that case, I'll show you what true strength

is so cheap, I'll run your wife into the ground and humiliate her before the eyes of the entire world. In the future, you'll learn that the Morales aren't the kind of people

"Fuck!"

the letter of challenge to pieces. Run his wife into the ground? If he

going wrong, and his usually even and controlled temper had been fluctuating wildly for the last

was practically the straw that broke the camel's

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