Leonel's gaze was completely different from the last time Eduardo had seen him.
In the Heir Wars he had been playful. In the arena, he had been somber as though he had lost all hope. But right now, his gaze carried a frightening sharpness to it, as though the depths of hell itself was hidden within him.
His Destruction Sovereignty erupted, plumes of smoke coming from the corner of his eyes and the soles of his feet.
Eduardo barely managed to snap out of his daze when a fist appeared before him.
'Was that a mental attack? What just happened?!'
Eduardo hurried to put up a defense, crossing his arm before him and preparing to summon his lion beast. Just when he formed a connection with his spatial device, it was shredded to pieces. It was like his mind couldn't reach any further forward even if it wanted to.
This feeling made Eduardo's eyes widen. Not having his beast by his side made him feel like he had lost an arm.
