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

was thrown into chaos. No one could have expected for something

the secluded Dwarven Race. They were so confident in their power that they didn't put up barriers to anyone coming to their worlds and usually there was only a minor check for fierce

terrorist to suddenly

nodding in appreciation. Despite

too weak. It seemed that

even seemed to have treasures capable of allowing their powers to resonate, but too many of them were in the Seventh and Eighth Dimensions, the best only had Impetus Forces. And while their cooperative Force Art seemed

were they facing,

was even formed. The Force Arts in their

single fist, the quickly forming cauldron in the skies shattered into countless pieces. The shards fell from

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

Art was linking the power of so

so poorly, but facing Leonel who had grasped their weakness perfectly,

knights that tried to stop Leonel and Aina found themselves in

difference was little. With just as much ease, Leonel crushed them. If there was any difference at all, it was that

"It's you-!"

up and saw a familiar human. It was the very same man who had

another step, his wife's soft hand in his left,

like every time before,

arm became

BANG!

Leonel, but rather from the collision. To his

Sort of.