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.

the training that she had put her heart and soul

settled down and she could find a man that she trusted, she hoped to build a large family with him,

her right to build her family in her

Aina hard, and even to this day, when she met Invalids, Leonel could sense hints of that past

when they were trapped in the cult, it was also because he knew that she would have to likely face the one creature she didn't want to face the

A Variant Invalid.

came bubbling up once again the moment Leonel saw this hoard. He was

one, he wanted to kill another,

didn't know fatigue, his mind didn't even

them

all directing them couldn't last even a single strike beneath

a certain point the entire region around Leonel became nothing

seemed to fuse into his Destruction World, manifesting at once and shattering the

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

only to be stopped by a

spear tip vanished, dancing

into his Spear Domain Lineage Factor, or rather its mutated form, for the first time in a long while. And this time, they erupted with strength that

hint 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

air of dense, ancient bronze began to dance with the