Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked down at Talon and then smiled.

"You've lost weight," he said with a chuckle.

Talon's gaze flashed with red.

He truly had. He had been a burly man, proud of iron belly and rippling muscles. But right now, he looked like a skeleton painted in loose skin. Chains flashed in and out of existence on him, and his own blood pooled down his body every time he tried to pull on more and more of his true strength.

He had been in the Incomplete World for too short a time and his comprehension couldn't compare to Leonel's, on top of the fact his Demi-God constitution and Dimensional level were above the latter's as well.

Even so, despite the smile on his face, Leonel still felt like he was staring into the maw of a giant.

This would be his first battle with a true Demi-God, and he could already feel the pressure.

Red tattoos flashed over Talon's body, and his hammers flashed with lightning.

One hammer was long and had a head as large as his body. It seemed to have grown in size once again. Wild arcs of lightning bolted around it.

The second was smaller and was the very one he used to Craft.

Standing there, despite the weakness of his body, he truly seemed to be the reincarnation of a war god risen from the dead.

His red runes flashed again, and he vanished.

Leonel's gaze narrowed. 'Fast.'

He side stepped, not reacting to Talon's burst of action, but rather its precursors. If he waited for Talon to move first, he would be too slow.

He could feel the aura of a Tier 4 from Talon, the radiant suppression of a Seventh Dimension existence blooming forth.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

every attack, but the smile slowly fading from

closed the distance. Taking advantage

one weapon with an exceptionally long

at Leonel's arm, imagining the

at all. His arm flashed with Light Force and Talon

Barbarian genius' expression flickered. But in a swift motion, he used the momentum of his swing hammer to likewise pivot

BANG! BANG! BANG!

shocking to those that could barely follow was that neither seemed to be able to hit the other, and when they did clash, it was purely

were on a different

into the future, reading and reacting before it even

be far above Talon's, but it was more by design than coincidence or a lack

a great amount of skill into his attacks because he could rely on his race's clairvoyance to bolster

was the ultimate warrior, with wild strength and

able to make his body read and react as though he could see tens of

of the Regulator,

this clairvoyance, though... Leonel was

that his Control

by instinct, and the

if he memorized the runes that covered the Barbarian Race and incorporated it into a Natural

then used his

a step forward, and a crown bloomed above his head as robes danced into being on his body,

said this once before..." Leonel said

and an incomplete Natural Force

of Leonel's that hit air or were blocked by Talon, one slipped through, nicking across

of Crafting, you stand no chance

voice echoed

flashed, leaving shadows in the air that blotted out the skies. His blade seemed to be everywhere, a single strike seemingly capable of appearing in three places at