Dimensional Descent

Patriarch Khafra's gaze sharpened.

"It's been long enough," he said coldly.

There wasn't a strict time limit on sending in participants, but that didn't mean that they were perfectly lax. There were methods of pressure that Patriarch Khafra could use, and some of those even included losing even more points.

All of this was just a formality at this point. Whether Leonel sent someone in or not didn't matter. He had only really spoken for the sake of regaining face. The rest of it was irrelevant to him.

He had all the time in the world. So long as Leonel stalled for any longer, he would just deduct more of his points.

This was just the first step of their plan and they weren't on a timeline crunch... yet.

Leonel completely ignored him, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. The entire rest of the world was meaningless to him; he felt at peace so long as he could feel Aina in his arms.

His violent aura slowly receded further and the world returned to peace. Finally, the tears of blood that ran down his cheeks were burnt into a falling rain of ash. The last to recede was his crown of black and violet, his robes leaving just a moment before.

Soon, there was truly a peaceful quiet.

"-Hurry up!"

The first thing Leonel heard when he started paying attention to the world once again was Gregwyn's incessant chattering. He seemed to be even more pissed off than Patriarch Khafra that he had felt so much fear just now.

He was eager to watch Leonel fall, and his previous complacent laughter had been muffled by his unhappiness.

Once again, Leonel ignored him.

He was painted into a corner? What complete and utter fools. He had never been painted into a corner in his entire life, and he doubted it would start now.

wanted to lose on purpose,

he wanted to win, no one could

couldn't bring his father back not just because of Goggles action, but because of the deep and profound respect he had for the man who had raised him. Recreating that man was nothing more than a spit to the face of everything his father

was the one and only loss he would ever take. It was a loss not to the world, not to these jumping clowns, but to his father himself. No

and looked into Aina's golden

"I'll need your help."

nodded, already understanding from Leonel's

intention, the technique her father gave her circulated and she fell from the Eighth Heaven

she entered the

Khafra's eyes widened, but it

challenge and both her and

Khafra's lip trembled. He had a bad feeling, a very

down for only a moment before there was a

Respect and Persistence.

his father enough to never try and recreate the man he had

world that Velasco Morales was the only one

BANG!

was only

and he understood why he hadn't been able to understand

He was too stubborn.

uniqueness that couldn't be replicated. Only by understanding how special you, yourself, were, could you impose that Will onto the outside world and force the various treasures of the world to abide

you suppress the natures of the Forces of the world and force

never truly accepted his father's