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.

sure you're the one who should

of James at that moment, the two of them really couldn't take anything seriously. By this point, she actually felt sort of bad for Elorin, the latter was beaten to practically an inch of his life, but James' mouth

looking toward the four pillars of Black Wood after he put on a pair of sweats. Their screams had been drowned out for a while, but now they were front and center once again. They were unfortunately in the Sixth Dimension, or else their

everything went well, I'm surprised. Was the Cloud Race really this

took us seriously to begin with and they paid

necessarily holistic and well-coordinated. They had many different factions, each with their own thoughts on how to best deal with the Human Domain. "Graros" had been one, those that had infiltrated Shield

to be a few that were more incompetent than the others. Comparatively speaking "Graros's" efforts and "Captain Wimword's" efforts weren't incompetent, they

but that was only if

able to "skip" large amounts of time. Effectively, it was like falling into a

may very well have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how much of it she had personally experienced, not

at all. She

due to the other ability of the Cloud Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a coma, but he hoped that Maia's activation of their race's trump card would

'Time will tell..."

to a pause as he suddenly looked in a

his shoulder stood in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might as well have been right in front of one

two didn't say a single word and silence

Race there had been, only a few dozen remained. There

looking from Leonel to James and back again. She

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

He had seen that the Royal Blue Fort was willing to use explosives against Leonel, even at the expense of the lives of innocents,