Dimensional Descent

Leonel's spear moved like the wind. Suddenly, billowing tendrils of foggy silver-blue light came off of him in waves. From certain angles, it even seemed as though he was a blue star letting off waves of solar flares, his furious momentum rising to another level.

[Star Fusion].

He became even faster, his lungs expanding and the beats of his heart sending rippling waves through space. Just his heartbeat alone sounded like a war drum, echoing through the air and even sending the weaker Invalids flying while directly shattering the even weaker once to nothing but motes of light.

Every time one of these Invalids came after his wife, he was reminded of that day back on Earth. By that point in their relationship, Leonel had already accepted that the Aina he knew and Aina he had come to know after the Metamorphosis weren't really his wife. Instead, they were a combination of the two.

His wife could be very shy sometimes, but she could also be very demanding. She could be very soft spoken, but she could also be a mass murderer.

However, the one thing that she never was... was fearful.

That was an emotion he had never sensed from her until the Puppet Master appeared. That day, she was paralyzed, not just by his power, but also by an attack on her heart and her psyche.

He understood his wife maybe even better than he understood himself, no... he almost certainly did.

Family was something deeply personal to her.

Battle was something also deeply personal to her.

And yet, the Puppet Master had wanted to take away both.

and all the training that she had put her heart and soul into had become worthless in a single instant of

down and she could find a man that she trusted, she hoped to

her of her right to build her family in her image, and trying to turn her into some sort of breeding farm for the

this day, when she met Invalids, Leonel could sense hints

in the cult, it was

A Variant Invalid.

of those memories and thoughts came bubbling up once again the moment Leonel saw this hoard. He was so furious that he didn't think of

killed one, he wanted

fatigue, his mind didn't even have a

wanted them all

were all directing them couldn't last even a

plumes of Destruction were so potent, so violent, that at a certain point the entire

and shattering the very existence of Invalids that were far too

his way all the way through the army and had even made it to the crack in

still making their way in, only to be

spear tip vanished, dancing through the

for the first time in a long while. And this time, they erupted with

of Spear Force fused into his attack, his skill had reached an entirely different level, so much so that Auspicious Air began to form and gather on its own, resonating with his

to dance with the dense billowing