Rise

The six valiant warriors around Leonel shot forward. Leonel didn't even seem to need to personally control them at all, as though his gaze being focused on Simeon alone was enough to communicate everything that needed to be.

Simeon's expression warped, his pale features twisting as his lenses quickly rotated. It was clear that he couldn't be casual any longer. The Seventh Dimensional experts of the four families weren't individuals he could look down on, and somehow, they didn't seem to have lost any strength at all after falling into Leonel's clutches.

Simeon couldn't wrap his head around how Leonel could possibly control Seventh Dimensional souls to begin with, let alone so many of them at the same time. He didn't even seem to be struggling.