Dimensional Descent

Maia's eyes widened but it was already too late.

"Die."

The spears moved as though they had minds of their own, raining down from the skies like Armageddon.

To Maia, these events could only be said to be a blur. Watching her people get slaughtered like this left her without the will to retaliate. She only managed to gather up some strength when it seemed that her sons were about to be slaughtered next, but the end result of that was all of them being captured at once.

Like this, the second infiltration of the Cloud Race was suffocated and restrained.

"Put on some clothes, look at you," Aina finally got a hold of Leonel, exasperated.

Leonel laughed. "It's not my fault, do you think I have a streaking fetish?"

"You're narcissistic enough for it," Aina rolled her eyes.

"Is that your way of saying I look good? Can you say it clearer," Leonel bent down so she say it into his ear, but in return he got a light bite to his earlobe.

"Behave," Aina said somewhat sternly.

one who should be saying

she actually felt sort of bad for Elorin, the latter was beaten to practically an inch of his life, but James'

drowned out for a while, but now they were front and center once again. They were unfortunately in the

seems that everything went well, I'm surprised.

a feeling that they never took us seriously to begin with and they paid for

Cloud Race in the Human Domain weren't necessarily holistic and well-coordinated. They had many different factions, each with their own thoughts on how to

Comparatively speaking "Graros's" efforts and "Captain Wimword's" efforts weren't incompetent, they

patient, but that

to the special ability of the Cloud Race, Maia was able to "skip" large amounts of time. Effectively, it was like falling into a dream for long periods of

the people of Earth, decades had passed, but to Maia, it may very well have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how

this, then Maia wasn't actually patient and diligent at all. She was just looking for the quickest path to

Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a coma, but

'Time will tell..."

pause as he suddenly

in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might

a single word and silence

Of the thousands of Cloud Race there had been, only a few

to James and back again. She sighed inwardly, stubborn,

wanted Leonel's death, although it was a bit naive, he likely believed that the worst thing that would have happened

explosives against Leonel, even at the expense of the lives of innocents, and yet he still thought that Leonel