Leonel stood there, looking down at the Primordial Terror. He waved a hand, and particles of light seemed to gather, forming a casual pair of sweatpants to protect his decency.
He seemed unhurried and unbothered by anything, but under everyone's eyes, the cracked Destruction World below healed itself and solidified.
The Primordial Terror's eyes narrowed, but he truly couldn't feel any threat coming from Leonel. Leonel had definitely grown more powerful, but he had also lost the support of the infinite energy that [Instant Recovery] provided to him. On top of that, it seemed like Blackstar and Drake were all out of gas. They had been supporting him for too long, and right now, they found that supporting the current Leonel took too much out of them for them to continue.
Blackstar had appeared in Aina's arms at some unknown time, and Drake, pale-faced and gritting his teeth, could only do his best to continue supporting Joel and the others.
