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.

Ma'at Bubble. The suffocating, more quasi or pseudo pressure of Anastasia's constant vigilance over their land faded away, but not soon afterward, they were

...

When he received Leonel's challenge for their Dream Pavilion, he wasn't even sure what to

only use Soul Force. Instead, it

also felt

was happening, she was accepting of it only because of what

more he read,

if it wasn't for the shamelessness of the Owlans and the Celestial Embers that she would have earned the third place position? She lost to my wife in the Gathering of Kingdoms in humiliating fashion, and she would have lost to me if she had

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

run your wife into the ground and humiliate her

"Fuck!"

of challenge to pieces. Run his wife into the ground? If he was a Dream Force expert he would have accepted already on

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

practically the straw that broke the camel's

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