Luck

Avarone's head was blasted into pieces. The power gap between a Belize who had activated her secret technique and him was simply too far apart. In fact, for the past several dozen seconds now, Belize had already been beating nothing more than Siris' corpse. The only reason the latter was even relatively intact was purely because of how powerful his body was. Nothing more, nothing less. 

Leonel watched as Avarone crumpled before him. Bits and pieces of his skull and brain flew out in all directions, falling to Leonel's feet. 

His eyes only barely managed to remain intact, their gaze locked onto Leonel, flickering through a whirlwind of emotions. 

Various colors of anger, fury and rage, dipped in a layer of helplessness and pleading… But it was all meaningless. Even if Leonel wanted to save him, he couldn't. Healing a Sixth Dimensional existence was beyond his abilities, not that he would even try to do so to begin with.