Horizon
Leonel stomped, disrupting the Force Arts beneath him and releasing the shackles that had bound Aina. Her expression couldn't help but change, it definitely shouldn't have been so simple. She might not be a Crafter, but she had some understanding of the profession, and though she knew Leonel was excellent, he hadn't reached the point of being able to ignore everything, or else it wouldn't' have been so difficult for him to deal with the Starship of the Omann family.
But now… it felt like he looked at this level of Craftsmanship as though it was child's play. It had only been less than a day since the last time she saw him.
Her expression flickered with a hint of a complex emotion.
Leonel's greatest fear in the past was that his compassion would vanish and his truest self would be unveiled, causing him to disregard the lives of the people he had once wanted to become a King in order to protect. However, the fears of everyone else should have been very different.