Dimensional Descent

As though this transformation had triggered a change, several that stood in the mess of the battlefield stood to their full height. With a slight shimmer, one after another, Cloud Race members began to appear.

At first, there were just the three in the skies. But very quickly, this number began to jump, seemingly doubling every few seconds.

In just a few moments, it had gone from a battle of humans to an assault of the Cloud Race. No matter where one looked, another would appear. Very quickly, those that remained very much human began to warily look around, wondering just who would turn next and trying to avoid being stabbed in the back.

Mordred's expression suddenly flickered and her figure vanished into the void, swirling into a rotating black hole of dense fog before appearing several meters away.

She looked toward where she had just been standing with an ugly expression. Right there, a halberd that would have pierced through her back thrust through the air, a violently rotating wind still circling around it. The attack itself wasn't a big deal, but it was who was on the other end of it that left Mordred feeling her heart plummet.

The demons had long since become her family, seeing her right hand men turn into members of the Cloud Race one after another left a lump in her throat. She knew for certain that the only reason this could happen was because those she had called brother had long since died.

Mordred's eyes turned red as she gripped her wand tight, her fair and slender fingers trembling.

Maia touched down from the skies, her Cloud Figure fluttering in the wind. Her white dress danced along with it, wafting a familiar and delicate fragrance into the air.

"Even if you know, it no longer matters. You've allowed me far too much time," Maia said lightly.

Galaeron didn't say anything to Maia. Instead, he looked toward Nana and the others.

"Pairing yourselves with the Cloud Race is a bit pathetic, don't you think?"

realized knowing or not didn't make much of a

something because you call yourselves human? As far as I'm concerned, we're not even of the

his heart for the people of Earth, and

though, when Galaeron heard this, he smiled for the first

your Brazinger family think you to be of the same race as them either, let alone of the same family. Those who build their status off of foolish ideals are

his pupils trembling. The words were simple, and yet they

from Raffyr and sized up Maia before opening his mouth slightly. "What is your relationship

when she heard

that name. I mean the member of your race who

constricted

like you don't know, a pity." Galaeron said

"What happened to Jorrym?"

an answer. "Well, I assume by now his days aren't too good after

gaze seemed to

just for the chance

her composure, but didn't seem to

different from Jorrym," Galaeron spoke calmly and evenly just as a loud boom echoed across

BOOM!

enormous flagship appeared in the skies. However, rather than descending, it began to fuse into what was once an invisible network of

Art that covered the entire planet solidified all at once and a brilliant violet-gold array of complex gears, runes and mechanisms

now, she would