His Dream Force would dictate his state of mind, it would be the intelligence that guided his actions and it would protect him from overextending himself and making foolish decisions.
However, when his Dream Force had decided that it was time to battle, that there was no other option but to cut down his enemy, another part of his would make itself known.
A Sovereignty amongst Sovereignties.
An air of otherworldly confidence to have a spear that could pierce through anything, a bow that could shoot down anything.
The golden bracelets around Leonel's wrists grew to the point they looked like halos hovering around his arms. At the same time, they began to gain small freckles of violet as though they had been tainted by Leonel's King's Might.
The world shook and vibrated wildly as Leonel Spear and Bow Force skyrocketed, taking one step forward after another until the both of them were firmly at the Quasi Creation State.
And with the auras of their Sovereignty...
BANG! CRACK!
The world fissured and shattered around Leonel. His will was so strong that even the appearance of his Bow and Spear Force seemed to want to collapse everything.
Anastasia suddenly appeared above Leonel, her face in a panic. But when she saw that it was Leonel, she relaxed somewhat.
She wasn't sure what to do. If this continued, it would be pretty back. But at the same time, Leonel was in a bit of a daze and he didn't seem to realize what he was doing.
Just as she was about to make a decision, Aina appeared in a flash of black lightning as well. She had sensed something odd going on as well. She even thought that Leonel was in danger.
When she saw the halo-like bracelets around his wrists, her gaze couldn't help but flicker. What powerful Weapon Forces... but they were also mixed in with something else.
It was like they had suffered the brunt of Leonel's frustration and were forced to endure it even though they were on the verge of completely collapsing.
This piece of land silently floated through the outer reaches of Existence.
...
Leonel roared, a wild sphere of Bow and Spear Force forming around him. They seemed to clash, his body becoming a battlefield.
"Pipe down!" He roared.
The bracelets on his wrists cracked, only to be quickly filled by more violet. His will forcefully suppressed them, pulling them into submission as his aura continued to soar.
Flaura coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiping it with a sleeve. A dangerous light flashed in her gaze as she stepped over a corpse, vanishing into the distance.
Every time she dealt with a situation like this, a great amount of rage would billow up. Just to survive, she was being forced to progress much faster than she wanted, scaling the Dimensions without solidifying her foundation like she wanted.
This was the worst sort of sin to her. This would almost certainly limit her future potential, but if she was dead, there would be no future in the first place.
'It should be here,' she thought to herself.
At that moment, an Invalid appeared before Flaura, but she showed not the slightest hint of fear.
"I have information you might be interested in."
The Invalid stared blankly, not responding. But Flaura expected this. Even Variant Invalids were all fools, let alone an Invalid.