Dimensional Descent

"I'm going to spend the next few days here," Leonel said to Dreadmaw.

Dreadmaw didn't react much to these words. He didn't care very much at all. Instead, he was focused on the powerful sense that was constantly washing over them.

When he finally looked at Leonel, he seemed to be frowning.

"Are you related to this?" Dreadmaw asked.

Leonel looked up and then shrugged before walking away.

Dreadmaw blinked as Leonel vanished into the castle, presumably just randomly taking up a room for him. He wasn't sure how to react to that answer. Leonel didn't confirm it or deny it, which actually left him even more confused.

Unfortunately for Dreadmaw, he wasn't nearly as good at reading human mannerisms as Leonel was at reading Rapax habits. So to him, Leonel's shrug was no different from nothing at all.

Obviously, Leonel knew this and took advantage.

In the end, they weren't partners, and if the situation warranted it, they would likely clash. Leonel couldn't hope to rely on Shadowclaw's favor to win over the entire Rapax Race. That would be foolish.

He had to do this on his own.

...

Entering the room of bone, Leonel chuckled.

Rapax "beds" weren't mattresses at all. Instead, they were pods that looked like crystal clear pods. Inside, there was a goo thicker than oil, but not quite as dense as jello. When they

cool liquid envelop him, he actually let out a visible sigh of

like he was covered in a slightly

of the various

Rapax reproduce like this? It must be that they

fun, Leonel pulled out the black spear once again, hopping out

he didn't have time to waste like this. Plus, he had something else to occupy his

odd resonance, one that made him feel like he could refine the Rapax

a viable method of moving forward. He just had to fuse it with [Final Destruction]'s circulation method

now. If he could just refine any world, he would have already started comprehending the foundation of this world instead of

first was because he would have to clear all the Zones in this world first before he even began to

to have found some light at

the spear in his hands again, he

looking for was what exactly

understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen

sense the black spear was allowing him to feel. Slowly, he began to

it was the Second Dimension, the location where the Impetus of Life resided. It was also the place where

the location of the

to understand this world even better than the Regulator itself, so much so that

the Second Dimension

people a full day to fully grasp this, this was obviously easier said

let's try

you finished a map of the