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.

I'll deal with him,"

order me around."

Leonel had already attacked.

been because Invalids didn't feel emotion the same as everyone else did, or it might have been because they were truly that much stronger than

to Leonel the answer didn't

his fury. [Domain] descended and suppressed the

and space anymore, but it carried a variability

momentum of his spear would change sporadically in an instant, a strike from the left might suddenly deviate and pierce toward their legs. His spear

took aim to defend him while Apex suddenly punched out thrice

the trio and became very obvious, very quickly that

like Leonel had 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 endlessly flexible

on him 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

that time, he had

had picked up the spear for

man who could feel the stroke of his spear in his breath and listen to its rhythm

power was far

he toyed with them

and gashes began to appear across the bodies of the two Invalids. They could see nothing more than a blur of silver, crimson and gold streaking through the air... that and

over 6'9", and yet, at that moment,

him in waves and his spear blade became like the connecting lines

the point that it didn't even look like they stood in an Inbetween World any longer. Rather, it looked as though they were standing in the middle of a bronze and crimson sun, solar flares echoing out in