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.

the beast, I'll deal with him,"

around." Apex said

Leonel had already attacked.

This might have been because Invalids

the answer

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

a distortion of time and space anymore, but it carried a

from the left might suddenly deviate and pierce toward their legs. His spear somehow seemed to be both everywhere and nowhere at once, and the instant these two faced it, the next words of their

hurriedly formed several rainbow-colored feathers that took aim to defend him

became very obvious, very quickly that

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 and hard to track, and

remembered a time where others had looked down on him for lack of his skill in the spear, he still remembered the humiliation

that time,

picked up the spear for no other

spear in his breath and listen to its

power was far beneath

he toyed with them like

of the two Invalids. They could see nothing more than a blur of silver, crimson

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

like the connecting lines of a constellation. Every stroke was immaculate and

though they were standing in the middle of a bronze and crimson sun, solar flares echoing out in all