Dimensional Descent

"You look like you're scheming something evil. All you're missing is a pitchfork, some horns, and a tail," Aina said, looking at Leonel with a chuckle.

The sudden voice appeared by Leonel's side. He was somewhat caught off guard because Aina had stepped right out from the Segmented Cube, but when he registered what she said he couldn't help but chuckle, reaching over and giving her a pinch she scurried away from.

"It seems like someone has forgotten which between the two of us is the Demon."

Aina blinked innocently. "Both of us?"

Leonel paused. Damn, she was right. But he didn't need to accept such a loss.

Aina giggled, feeling superior. It was hard to win a war of words with Leonel, his thinking speed was too fast. You just had to wait for him to put his foot in his mouth first. Well, that and be able to read his mind like she could.

Instead of trying to find a way to wiggle out of the hole he just buried himself in, Leonel scooped Aina up and rushed away, her squeals of delight filling him with much the same feelings.

**

The days passed quickly and soon there was a tremble that shook the Dream Pavilion.

The Clouds separated and an illusionary projection of the Ma'at Bubble took shape high in the skies. It looked as though the two Dream Pavilions were on a path toward a head-on collision, both rushing toward one another.

But at the final moment, they came to an abrupt stop.

landed on the Emberheart Lady, and

anger in her heart. In fact, she looked to be completely normal as though this was just

life, and her almost regal calmness was a product of that. This wasn't the type of

her, there was a hoard of Dream Force wielding Spirituals. Compared to Leonel's numbers, they were a far cry above. The two couldn't even

fact that Leonel was hiding the Dream Force experts he had found across the Human Bubble with Anastasia's

of his display of force. Clearly, without

letter had already been publicized and there was simply no escaping the scrutiny the world had placed

the public eye, and

pacifist's wet dream, it was

out now instead of lick his wounds in silence made some turn against him already. The fact that the Spirituals felt like an innocent third party, as most didn't have the context of the slights against him, made it even worse. When this was coupled with the Spiritual's information campaign, and the methods through which they used to disseminate the information, the end

that more than half of those watching this challenge were on the side

said that Leonel had given them exactly what they needed at the

said

are the parameters," the Emberheart

just me and

this young man really so unruly? Who didn't know that the Deputy Pavilion Head

Leonel didn't wait any

Lady looked over to an older woman