Leonel frowned. He was able to hold it up for a while, but it was clear that The Hourglass planned on getting heavier and heavier until he was truly out of options. Realizing this, he imdiately tried to send it into the Segnted Cube, but then he realized sothing even more devastating.
In order to send items into and out of spatial devices, it required Internal Sight. Naly, the intention of Internal Sight. It was the locking of senses that allowed the ring, brace, or the world, in this case, to understand that sothing wanted to be transported inside or outside. It was similar to El'Rion and his intentions of locking Leonel down with the thought of him, though a bit different.
To make a complicated matter simple, it felt like Leonel's Internal Sight couldn't wrap around The Hourglass no matter how hard he tried. It was as though every ti he was almost there, its size would increase, requiring more and more effort, more and more Internal Sight to make the attempt.
Leonel was a person who had never struggled with such a thing before. Others had a limit to how large an item they were moving in and out of a spatial device could be, and for so who didn't have limits, there was a definite and long lag that took place the larger the object in question was. But, Leonel had never worried about this. He could even move sothing the size of a Starship in and out of the Segnted Cube in a split mont.
But now, this Hourglass in his hand, that was still the sa size as always, seed to be forming a larger and larger picture in his mind. He realized instantly that no matter how large his range was, The Hourglass would always be just a hair better.
His frown deepened, the coldness in his gaze flickering. In another split second, any attempt to continue holding onto this item would shred his muscles off the bone. But more importantly than that, there was El'Rion.
He had just used a Starship capable of one-shotting most Ancestors, and yet he hadn't even managed to sever El'Rion's hand completely. No, it was even worse than that. The Starships in his possession were upgraded using the blueprint of his enlightened self. They were easily twice as powerful as Cynthia's already modified and improved Starships. On top of that, he had concentrated all of the power into a thin line barely three to four inches thick...
And yet he still couldn't sever maybe the weakest part of El'Rion's body?
How would he continue to fight this person?
In terms of a straight-up battle, Leonel didn't fear him. While he had long since acknowledged that there was a limit to what scheming could accomplish, he still firmly believed that he had yet to run into that peak just yet.
But if he couldn't at least store away The Hourglass, even if he couldn't use it himself, it would definitely land in El'Rion's hands once more. At that point, he wouldn't stand a chance.
When The Hourglass appeared, he had realized how special it was imdiately. Other ignorant individuals would think it to be a worthless ornant, maybe even making the assumption that the reason Shan'Rae was scared off was because the item was akin to a badge, representing soone with a bit of an eccentric personality.
But he could feel it. Any item that he couldn't completely cast into his Dream World was one that existed on a plane far beyond his understanding.
So, the instant he had seen it, he had already thought of thousands of thods to get his hands on it. He felt that it might be a chance to reverse what had happened to his father. So long as he could figure out how to use it, he could return to that mont, he could be more prepared, he could find a thod to deal with the Regulator, he could...
Leonel's teeth clenched. It was only a split mont but his mind simply worked far too fast. It had only gotten several-fold faster after he entered the Seventh Dinsion and it was prone to overrunning even its own self, accelerating past what maybe even Leonel himself was consciously aware of.
Leonel clenched his jaw so hard that so of his teeth cracked, but no matter how fast his mind ran, he couldn't figure out a solution.
Ironically, he had run into that peak sches were useless again just when he thought he would be undefeatable...
No.
That was actually a lie.
He did have a solution... but when he was about to use it, his mind working in a frenzy, he hesitated. It was sothing he never thought he would do in such a situation, and especially not in his current state of mind. But he simply... couldn't bring himself to do it.
Unfortunately, a split mont of hesitation was all it took to lose a battle like this one.
CRACK.
Leonel's arm snapped like a twig. The recoil was so strong that even after The Hourglass fell from his palm, his bicep tendon snapped and his arm swung down and back. The sight was grotesque, but how could it not be when the back of his hand slapped against the back of his shoulders?
El'Rion appeared before Leonel, almost carelessly catching The Hourglass. His eyes, though, seed to carry more emotion than they usually did. He had actually been out maneuvered by a human?
This ending was still inevitable, that was only logical. The Hourglass was forged by the Constellation of the Pluto Race, how could it respond to the call of anyone else? Even if he left it in the middle of the road of the busiest city of the God Domain, no one would even dare to touch it.
But... why did he still sohow feel that this had ended far too simply?
He looked down at Leonel, his wrist having already healed, his thoughts unreadable.
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