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.

a single one managing to

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

put up barriers to anyone coming to their worlds and usually there

a terrorist to suddenly appear

nodding in appreciation. Despite so many years of peace, it seemed that

seemed that they still

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 powerful enough to allow

were they facing,

before it was even formed. The Force Arts in their

The shards fell from

Knights spit up a mouthful of blood and fainted,

in a situation where a Force Art was linking the power of so many, these knights had had no option but to

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

that tried to stop Leonel and Aina

cauldrons of blazing flames filled the skies, and yet the difference was little. With just as much ease, Leonel crushed them. If there was any difference at

"It's you-!"

who had overseen the previous farce. Honestly, Leonel couldn't

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

just like every

became like

BANG!

come from Leonel, but rather from the collision. To his surprise, the

Sort of.