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.

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

chaos. No one could

power that they didn't put up barriers to anyone coming to their

expect a terrorist to suddenly appear

while nodding in appreciation. Despite

It seemed that

in the Seventh and Eighth Dimensions, the best only had Impetus Forces. And while their cooperative Force Art seemed powerful enough to

they facing,

formation before it was even

the skies shattered into countless pieces. The shards fell from the skies, and the backlash cracked their armor, causing their Force to

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

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

go so poorly, but facing Leonel who had grasped their weakness perfectly, and attacked at an opportunity that was just as perfect, what chance

Leonel and

as much ease,

"It's you-!"

same man who had overseen the previous farce. Honestly,

in his left, and his

rumbled once again, but just like every time before, there wasn't a

arm became like

BANG!

It didn't come from Leonel, but rather from the collision.

Sort of.