Dimensional Descent

Leonel's immediate challenge to the Khafra Dream Pavilion was received about as well as you might expect.

While the Dream Pavilion Challenge Sequences weren't accessible to the world, they were still projected to all Dream Pavilions and could be watched by all Dream Force masters who were part of this network of organizations.

As such, while the whole of Existence didn't experience his first loss, a large segment of them certainly had. It also didn't help that the Ma'at Bubble wanted to use this point to bolster their claim to their Bubble, so they made great strides to ensure that as many of their people were aware of it, even projecting the images to the Bubble as a whole.

Things didn't go as well as they expected because it was a long and drawn out battle that didn't paint them in the best of lights. But there was no choice. Once they began to project the battle, taking it down midway would only make them look worse and it was something that had to be avoided at all costs. They were already walking a tightrope; they couldn't make things worse for themselves.

The fact that Leonel had kept the battle so close despite it being a one on two confrontation dimmed their light quite considerably.

Luckily, they didn't need to feel too superior. Their message was never that Spirituals were superior to humans; that much was already well acknowledged and accepted. What they wanted was to paint the humans as a barbaric race who lashed out at any opportunity.

As for why Flaura wanted them to do this, that was something maybe only she knew. All the Spirituals knew was that this would help them finally integrate and become Demi-Gods after so long.

What none of them expected, though, was that Leonel would give them another gift on a silver platter...

The Emberheart Lady returned to the Ma'at Dream Pavilion with a sunken, pale face. She had truly gone all out, and it could be said that in the matters of Dream Force... Sovereigns were truly scary.

Leonel was so far beneath her in experience and Dream Force, and yet it took a numbers advantage to win.

Luckily, it had been a win, or else it would be hard to decipher what would have happened otherwise. The consequences weren't something that she could withstand.

to stabilize her shaky condition. It had been a long time since she had gone all out, let alone pushing so

"Hm?"

managed to slow her breathing when she received a report.

even stand straight and he was

one explanation for all of that, and that was that he had let his temper get the best of him

else was thinking as well. He likely wanted to charge back into the top 200 to challenge

at a

access many of the items he could afford due to his Pavilion's standing, but he also got

truly much

silently

old, she had experienced a lot of life. Although her countenance painted the image of a young maiden, mostly... one could see the vicissitudes

point, and it was because of the cruelty of the world that a genius that would be heavily nurtured by any other Race was

could feel his frustration and understood why he wanted to lash out. And in a motherly sort of

she had never heard of Leonel's parents. Were they already dead? Were they alive but unable to hold a candle to their son and thus remained

be enduring to watch the world

she slowly opened her eyes. The tranquility had returned and the cadence of her breath was even and

one matter, but how she would act on it was a different matter altogether. She still had her own family to worry