Dimensional Descent

The ashen land of blood that had formed beneath their feet trembled, and ten Stars appeared behind Leonel.

Every time he attacked, he seemed to have made another breakthrough, and another surge of power followed it up.

It was suffocating to the point that Willowyn couldn't help but remember that pair of eyes that had shaken up the entirety of Existence.

There was a reason she had reacted so fiercely to those streaks of crimson lightning. That was because she recognized them well, though she had never seen them personally.

It was said that beyond everything, beyond the Northern Star, and beyond even those limits, there was nothing but a land of Destruction where primordial chaos reigned.

In that region, there was a hierarchy of energy, one that started from the lowest forms of Destruction and rose up to the very highest.

The lowest form was a smoldering wisp of smoke that looked like the dying embers of a flame.

The next form was a crimson fog, one that looked almost like paprika dancing into the wind after being blown away.

The next form beyond that was the very same Crimson Lightning that she had just seen, a form of Destruction so severe and heart-rending that it was the first of its kind that couldn't be sampled.

There were samples of the smoldering smoke and the crimson fog in the Sylvan Race's stores. But as far as Willowyn knew, no one but the Pluto had managed to catch a wisp of this blood lightning.

And now, she was seeing it right before her eyes, a form of Destruction that only the rarest of Void Beasts should have been able to use.

But worse than that, barely after she had gotten over its form, she saw the next.

then sparked by the crimson lightning, they formed the first level of

Prometheus Flames.

eyes caught fire, and

Willowyn had just been about to

Existence... but if

his world... you didn't have the

BANG! BANG! BANG!

closer to her main body, and the fiery glow of her eyes dimmed. Her fury

in its path, and the world itself was forced

be said that this was the absolute worst place to try and ambush Leonel other than an Incomplete World.

her vines being shredded apart with much faster speeds than she could create them. The world shuddered around her, and

and yet she could see those cold

in her life, and more violent than any meteor. They saw through any and all things, and with singular strokes, he destroyed everything that she could think of to use to

up with nothing to give, all she could do was slap out with the same attacks again and

It was all useless.

"Pierce."

to tremble. His voice was akin to a

voices began to echo, a Natural Force Art appeared before Leonel just

the air, through