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.

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

wasn't

the air, one that was unique to the point this was the first time Leonel had ever sensed

could only call it Scythe Force, but it was tinged with hints of a dense corrosive aura that seemed both with and against it. It was like Amynta

when it

It felt like Amynta

in wider Existence, but Scythe Force seemed to, at least in part. Amynta was

woman is a genius... and exceptionally

sharpened and the two of them

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leonel and Amynta's battle reverberated, they realized that this wasn't something that they could get

as well. He knew that his wife was hiding secrets, she had disclosed them to

BANG! BANG! BANG! CLANG!

Amynta's blade. There was actually a nick

descended, but

comprehended [Universe] and

unable to find anyone who could? Just how much was this woman

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

[Finality].

heart skipped

'Shit.'

exploded, a whirlwind-like storm of poisonous blades

power, the scythes of Force

shook his head

'Fine.'

use [Universe]. She could use