BANG! BANG! BANG!
Streaks of black and silver launched across the Lab Setting.
Leonel usually kept the Lab Setting exceptionally tidy. His father's blueprints were always neatly arranged, the ores he used were always placed within the snowglobes after he was finished, and any scraps he had remaining had their own place as well.
However… the Lab Setting was currently an absolute mess.
Leonel's Craft table was overturned. His father's blueprints were scattered and by some miracle managed to remain undamaged. At the same time, the snowglobes which were once neatly arranged by category and type were sprawled all along the ground.
The two clashing entities continued without a care in the world as though not noticing Leonel's presence at all.
Leonel's brow twitched several times.
"HEY!"
Finally unable to take it, he roared out in full force, fusing his Spirit Pressure into his voice.
