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.

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 slept,

mind, and actually leapt into it. Feeling the cool liquid envelop him, he actually let

wet, and the odd liquid didn't even block his ability to breathe normally. It just felt like he was covered in a slightly cool to the touch material that pulled

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

like this? It must be that they did

pulled out the

didn't have time to waste like

feel like he could refine the Rapax Domain immediately should he choose

Force was, indeed, a viable method

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

this world first before he even began

found some light

again, he took a

was what

Leonel understood he had to refine these worlds, he still didn't quite understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What

a day, feeling out the sense the black spear was allowing him to

Impetus of Life resided. It was also the place where the Dream

the location of

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

in the Second Dimension and, as such, making the world his

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

let's

a map of the Rapax