The Martial Unity

[Bonus chapter for 200 powerstones. Next at 400 :)]

The three of them were shocked and horrified, but Leonel and Aina had already acted once again. In as little as three breaths of time, three more planks of wood were flying toward them, scorching the air.

Finally, Joan reacted. With a wave of her pole, her knights stepped forward and stomped their feet as one.

Golden strings sprung from her flagless polearm, attaching to the heads of each of the knights and causing their auras to skyrocket.

A moment later, a thin and pale gold dome-like shield appeared in the path of the first fireball.

BANG!

The barrier shook and cracked, on the verge of collapse.

Nigelle quickly reacted, pulling his bow string and releasing three arrows that seemed to magically manifest in rapid succession.

The embers of the first fireball flashed and sprinkled down from the air, soon becoming a curtain the three energy arrows pierced through to collide with the next three balls of fire.

"Let's go." Leonel broke out into a run before the six attacks even collided.

"80% chance he uses the collision as cover for another energy attack. Shield."

Leonel's ears twitched, barely catching Reimond's words beneath the next cacophony of booms. The latter was practically whispering. If it wasn't for Leonel's sharp sense, he would have really missed it.

'Precognition? Prediction? Psychic?' Leonel frowned.

However, his steps didn't stop. Judging by the situation, this person seemed to think that Leonel wouldn't be able to hear him. Another thing was that he didn't have a method of communicating without speaking. As long as Leonel could continue applying pressure on him, even if he could guess his most likely course of action, he would only be able to take the optimal actions for himself. In that case, the impact of his ability would be severely limited.

Leonel's Force surged, pressing down on his left arm with the pressure of a mountain. It would be difficult to win this battle without his Force. However…

[Leonel Morales]

0.99; Speed: 0.99 (+0.1); Agility: 0.99 (+0.1 - partially nullified); Coordination:

that this was

ax down and causing a beam of Force to

in her steps to flash by her once more, jumping through the opening

this, Reimond smiled, believing he had successfully predicted Leonel's attack

expected the new barrier in

movements of Reimond's are more autonomous. They

"Aina."

following closely behind. Hearing Leonel's

Arts can create, but they can

of Aina's energy

about the barrier he was still leaping toward. His ability churned

instant, a familiar square plank of wood appeared before him and his spear snaked forward

'Undo…'

umbrella. In fact, it was even a bit foolish to

greatly respected. Those that followed this discipline were known as Decriptionists. They had the ability to deconstruct any Force Art and see through their flaws.

just that he happened to realize that Force Art was simply a method of making Force flow in a certain manner. Specific frequencies and conditions allow

in that case, couldn't those frequencies be

a simple thought that Leonel had tested in the last few days. Even he wasn't aware of just how unfathomable the path he had stepped onto was, nor was Reimond aware that he would be the first to

by Reimond's knights collapsed

Leonel's spear shot forward with an unbelievable speed and pierced his throat. He pulled it back and passed by before the first spurt of blood even made

it to Leonel, Aina had already stepped forward. With a swing

how much armor they wore, he was able to find the tiniest crevices and the smallest openings to exploit, reaping their lives with a single

sit idly by. With another wave of her

he soon found that

saw an opportunity to strike one of them down, another would strike toward him at an angle he had no choice but to retreat from.