Dimensional Descent

Leonel was hit by a wave of nostalgia when he entered the Ma'at Bubble for the first time in so long. Even if it wasn't for the fact it had been 10 years inside the Zone, it had still been over a year in the outside world.

But with that realization came a reminder of a memory that still filled him with fury.

He hadn't forgotten how the Spirituals had tried to use his wife as the fall-guy for their issues.

He wasn't sure what had happened since then...

But he also didn't give a damn.

This time, he didn't hide his presence. Instead, he strolled into Spiritual territory boldly.

BANG!

Leonel stretched out a foot and shattered the gates to the Spiritual Race palace.

He was too fast, and his actions were too sudden. No one could have expected that a human would appear here and cause trouble to this level and fashion.

Although it had been a year, too many knew the fact of Leonel and Aina. When they understood who it was had appeared, they were even more shocked.

"HALT!"

Leonel didn't even bring out his spear. He punched out several times and a silence fell. There were no whistling winds, no claps of thunder. It was like his fist wind had suddenly teleported across space, appearing before the chests of the Spirituals and shattering their chests.

not a single one managing to withstand even

was thrown into chaos. No one could have expected for

they didn't put up barriers to anyone

terrorist to

swiftly. Leonel could only chuckle while nodding in appreciation. Despite so many years

that they still weren't taking

many of them were in the

they

the formation before it was even formed. The Force Arts in their armor

pieces. The shards fell from the

one of the Knights spit up a mouthful of blood and fainted, their Nodal Pathways almost

Art was linking the power of so many, these knights had had no option but to open themselves up to this sort of

weakness perfectly, and attacked at an opportunity

Leonel and Aina found

the difference was little. With just as much ease,

"It's you-!"

saw a familiar human. It was the very same man who had overseen the previous farce. Honestly,

another step, his wife's soft hand in his left, and his right balled into

just like every time before, there wasn't a single

became like

BANG!

a sound. It didn't come from Leonel, but rather from the collision. To his surprise, the old man had managed to fight

Sort of.