Leonel's eyes opened, his gaze narrow.
'I'll be ready soon.'
If there was anything staying in the Third Dimension for so long taught him, it was that there was always far more potential left to squeeze out than he thought.
There was a point in the Third Dimension where he thought that his limit was 60 split minds, only for him to end up with over a thousand.
Of course, this wasn't to say that Leonel planned to spend several more years in the Fourth Dimension. In fact, he planned on breaking through on this road so long as he was forced to. If he wasn't forced to, he would breakthrough the moment he left this place.
His reasoning was simple.
