Dimensional Descent

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"He shouldn't be this strong," Peacock said softly. He could feel the pressure of Leonel's steps and none of this was like what the reports said it would be.

Like he had said earlier, they already felt that sending this many was overkill. It was just that to compensate for any error in judgment, plus taking into account that they might hide away in the Dream Pavilion, the Invalids had decided that it was best to send a large army.

What they didn't expect was that not only would Leonel not huddle up and hide in the Dream Pavilion like they assumed he would, but he would come to match their might in a relentless fury...

All on his own.

Or so it seemed.

"Yip! Yip!"

Little Blackstar suddenly appeared on Leonel's shoulder. Leonel hadn't called him out, but the little guy had sensed the agitation and chose to make an appearance.

Without even the need to exchange a word between the two of them, they seemed to have already formed a tacit understanding and they suddenly split into two.

Leonel flickered toward Apex and Peacock while Blackstar dove into the army.

The carnage of the two of them combined seemed multiplicative of what Leonel was capable of alone. Their tacit understanding allowed all variables to be handled ahead of time, and in what felt like the blink of an eye, Leonel had already appeared before the two Variant Invalids.

go handle the beast, I'll

around." Apex

Leonel had already attacked.

death. This might have been because Invalids didn't feel emotion the

Leonel the answer didn't

by his fury. [Domain] descended and suppressed the two Variant Invalids, while [Universe] layered

to warp physics to his whims, it wasn't just a distortion of time and space anymore, but it carried a variability and unpredictability that came when laws

their legs. His spear somehow seemed to be both everywhere and nowhere at once,

formed several rainbow-colored feathers that took aim to defend him while Apex suddenly punched out thrice in quick

and became very obvious, very quickly that their skill paled

truly become a God of the spear. He didn't think to move, his spear did the thinking for him. He moved from swift and fierce to gentle but firm. He changed stances on a whim and his spear seemed capable of both being

for lack of his skill in the spear, he still remembered the humiliation he faced at the hands of Amery when he was told he wasn't worthy of the Spear Domain

that time, he had

the Leonel who had picked up the spear for no other reason

the stroke of his spear in his breath and listen to its rhythm in his

was far beneath these

he toyed with them like

blur of silver, crimson and gold streaking through

both of them despite being just over 6'9", and yet, at that moment, he might as well have been a

like

look like they stood in an Inbetween World any longer. Rather, it looked as though they were standing in the middle