Lady Emberheart's gaze lost all emotion. Her robes fluttered just before she vanished. When she appeared again, her palm had struck out.

Leonel saw this and left his spear to the side. Pulling a fist back, he punched.

Pat.

It was a soft, unadorned attack. His knuckles met her palm.

Lady Emberheart's eyes opened up wide before she was suddenly sent flying back.

BANG!

The Emberheart Palace nearly crumbled on its foundation as Leonel took a step through the air.

"Bring out all the strength you have," Leonel said uncaringly. "It's because you take my Human Race so lightly that you thought you afford to offend us, but not the Dream Asuras.

"Today, I'll show you that you should have picked someone else."

Leonel's aura surged as he watched Lady Emberheart use her body to protect her injured husband from the rubble. A device on her fair arm vibrated, and he sucked in as she struggled to her feet, pushing the piles of debris off of her.

This time, her indifferent gaze was filled with hints of trepidation and coldness.

With a flutter, a ribbon around her waist extended, wrapping around her arms and coiling around her.

Suddenly, it snapped out, and Leonel's gaze finally sharpened.

It was about time.

in his palm, and he struck

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Emberheart didn't move from her location, but she forced Leonel into the skies, moving him further and further from

he had seen her, she wasn't even at

sense for him, let alone

that there was another secret of the Spiritual Race, and the strength she had exploded with just

wasn't moved in the

ribbon had covered the whole

that was when he placed his second

pierced

BOOM!

of strikes landed all at once, leaping through space and time to break its

a claw of red had been stripped of its power and torn apart in the air.

a vortex of

[Domain].

Leonel's Absolute Domain and at that moment, the wisps of

step forward, and he thrust

[Finality].

were split in

not being his target, parted like the

split, forming a void as sharp as

blow even landed, the temporary void began to collapse, the air around coming together with such fierceness that it boomed like a

Lady Emberheart's pupils constricted.

the spear, but rather the world itself. How

grown detached from the need to use the Force at all. He had returned to a state only the Ancestors of Weapon Forces knew, one where strength was dictated by skill and not the

Forces. Not

And in this lane...

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