Dimensional Descent

Amynta's eyes narrowed. Her brother, Mauve, stepped forward.

"Kid, you're only arrogant more and more arrogant by the-"

Leonel's spear swung down, and for a moment the world seemed to be split in two.

Touching upon the Self State didn't just increase the strength of his created spears considerably, but it also brought his spear skill to an entirely different level.

There was already a thin veil between his path of the spear and his Crafting to begin with. Now, they were practically one, having reached an impossible to fathom level for most of those present.

Mauve's eyes widened. It felt like Leonel had already marked him for death, and the skies themselves had accepted. He could practically see the Northern Star looming over Leonel's shoulder.

Death.

That was all that was in store for him if this spear descended, and no one could react to it.

It was then that a light sigh rang out.

BANG!

A violet blade met the wave of silver, gold and red. They clashed in the skies, and most were sent flying in all directions, unable to maintain their footing in the air. The only one who seemed perfectly fine was Eamon who stood behind and to the left of Leonel. It was clear who had the upper hand in that strike, but it was hard to draw any real conclusions. Amynta had reacted later and was clearly reluctant to do so.

At that moment, the Pyius family Matriarch held a beautiful violet blade in her hands. The crafting could only be said to be absolutely exquisite and even Leonel was drawn to it immediately.

It wasn't a sword nor a saber, but it was rather a scythe with a blade that curled almost like a scorpion's tail.

The pole arm was a bit irregular, crafted from what looked like amethysts and diamonds. Without the blade, it would have looked reminiscent of a mage's staff. With the blade, it completed an otherworldly presence.

This scythe was made by an exceptional craftsman. He had to

wasn't just

unique to the point

that seemed both with and against

that was when it clicked

to create a Gun Force. It felt like Amynta was doing the same with Scythe Force. But this was still on

Force didn't exist in wider Existence, but Scythe Force seemed to, at least in part. Amynta was forcefully changing it to be more

is a genius... and exceptionally

two of them moved at

BANG! BANG! BANG!

of Leonel and Amynta's

disclosed them to him. But

BANG! BANG! BANG! CLANG!

gaze flickered as his pole arm clashed against Amynta's blade. There was actually a nick that threatened to spread and split his

and [Domain] descended, but to his surprise, he found a pair of domains countering

[Universe] and [Domain]

was inwardly shocked once again. Weren't the Godlens unable to find anyone who could? Just how much was this

spun, her scythe curling through the air and forming tendrils of gorgeous violet blades. When they came together, they

[Finality].

skipped

'Shit.'

a whirlwind-like storm of poisonous blades shooting toward

the scythes of Force expanding to double their size in an

his

'Fine.'

could use [Universe]. She could use [Domain].