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.

was a goo thicker than oil, but not quite as dense as jello. When they slept, they would

into it. Feeling the cool liquid

his ability to breathe normally. It just felt like he was covered in a slightly cool to the touch material that pulled his body temperature down

the different methods of the various races, because this was certainly far

did the Rapax reproduce like this? It must be

he had his fun, Leonel pulled out the black

for the next three days, he didn't have time to waste like this. Plus, he had

one that made him feel like he could refine the Rapax Domain immediately should he choose to do

Force was, indeed, a viable method of moving forward. He just had to fuse it

would have already started comprehending

first was because he would have to clear all the Zones in this world first before he even began to take later steps. It was also

some light at the

his hands again, he took a breath and

for was

still didn't quite understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen to the Regulator if he did so? Would there

a day, feeling out the sense the black spear was allowing him to feel. Slowly, he began to

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

also the location

world even better than the Regulator itself, so much so that it saw little to no difference between

the Second Dimension and,

grasp this, this was obviously

that case, let's try

you finished a map of the