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.

guards fell one after another, not a single one managing to withstand even a

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

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 criminals, but nothing

a terrorist to

were mobilized swiftly. Leonel could only chuckle while nodding in appreciation. Despite so many years of peace, it seemed

they were too weak. It seemed that they

men looked powerful and imposing, and they even seemed to have treasures capable of allowing their powers to resonate, but too many of them were in the Seventh and Eighth

were they facing,

flaw in the formation before it was even formed. The Force Arts in their armor couldn't hide

pieces. The shards fell from the

up a mouthful of blood and fainted, their

was linking the power of

perfectly, and attacked at an opportunity that was just as perfect, what chance did

Leonel and

much ease, Leonel crushed them. If there was any difference at all, it was that he had

"It's you-!"

the very same man who had overseen

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

but just like every time before, there wasn't

arm became

BANG!

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

Sort of.