Dimensional Descent

Two spheres fought fiercely in the air, one from below and the other from above. Arcs of lightning radiated from the latter and a cool, blue bombardment of rain came from the former.

Both armies were blasted apart, and the hole within the formation cracked further beneath the might of their reverberation. The two felt their arms tremble into a retreat.

Leonel took a step back that shattered the land and nearly caused the foundation of the city walls to crumble.

Talon's hammers nearly flew from his hands and he was forced to flip through the air backward, landing so heavily that the Sea God army was forced into another round of retreat. Neither seemed willing to let this pause last for long. They took a beeline right for one another, one wreathed in lightning and the other dancing with mother nature's tears.

Leonel's halberd arched through the air, his expression unmoved and his gaze ice cold. He looked right into Talon's eyes, and despite the height difference, they seemed to be on equal footing.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Their blows were furious, their arms moving in a blur and their bodies shifting through the space as though it wasn't an obstacle, as though they could bend, twist, and shorten it to their hearts' content. That was until Leonel suddenly did the opposite. His Domain seemed to solidify, and Talon needed twice as much effort to travel just as far.

Talon retaliated, his will expanding and his hammers glowing with the might of a blunt Weapon Force. He shattered much of the strength of Leonel's Domain, rushing in with a rain of lightning. Arcs of gold sparked and danced, turning the ground to ash everywhere it touched.

and droplets sparkled beneath their luminescence. Leonel felt this the most clearly. His heart

Storm.

wrapped around Leonel's halberd as though he was the one who wielded Thor's hammer. The skies rippled and flood dragons roared, snaking through the dark cumulonimbus clouds as

of his halberd was subtle in its own way, the Universal Force around his body reacting in kind. Sometimes it was fierce, sometimes it lulled, slowing the pace of the battle, and then

a net through the skies as inescapable as the droplets of rain. Talon's body was instantly riddled with wounds, and

you?" Talon

halberd and slammed it into the ground. At that moment, though, for a brief instant,

am General Mayweather of

was deafening and at that moment, even

citizens of his Imperial Majesty's

one noticed that the snaking lightning dragons in the skies suddenly gained a purplish hue in their reflective pupils. At that moment, an oppressive might descended and washed over them all, including

as though he had pinpointed the problem already. A spark of lightning echoed through Leonel's Dreamscape. It quickly connected several memories, starting from how Talon had managed to avoid the trap he sprung on Somnus to Apex's battle style. It all

A bastardization

Leonel's gaze narrowed.

'In that case.'