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.

stood with a smile on his face, looking out toward the approaching Dream Pavilion. His eyes landed on the Emberheart Lady, and he couldn't

seem to have the slightest bit of anger in her heart. In fact, she looked to be completely

was a product of that. This wasn't the type of woman it would be easy to knock off a pedestal, nor

of Dream Force wielding Spirituals. Compared to Leonel's numbers, they were

Force experts he had found across the Human Bubble with Anastasia's help, those more than a thousand still wouldn't be enough to match up to the

was any way to see through the true state of mind of this Emberheart Lady, it was as a result of his display of force. Clearly, without

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

one to become a villain in the public eye, and that was the case even if they had

other cheek wasn't just a pacifist's wet dream, it was also the form of protest that worked the most

felt like an innocent third party, as most didn't have the

wasn't by an exaggerated margin, it could be said that more than half of those watching this challenge were on the side of the Ma'at Bubble, and that was doubly

said that Leonel had given them exactly what they

Leonel said

are the parameters," the

people, just me and my

didn't know

Leonel didn't wait

looked over to an older woman by