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 that? That

seriously. By this point, she actually felt

Their screams had been drowned out for a

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

us seriously to begin with and they paid for

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

number, there were bound 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 were just unlucky to have run

quite diligent and patient, but that was only if one used the perspective of

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

to Maia, it 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 how

patient and diligent at all. She was just looking for the quickest path to victory and she had suffered for it

them. It wasn't guaranteed due to the other ability of the Cloud Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a

'Time will tell..."

thoughts came to a pause as he suddenly looked in a certain

separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might as well have been

say a single word

there had been, only a few dozen remained. There were simply

James and back again. She

didn't believe that James ever wanted Leonel's death, although it was a bit naive, he likely believed that the worst thing that would have happened to Leonel back then was a period of imprisonment. Leonel likely understood this as well, or else he would

had done was wrong, and more than a little stupid. He had seen that the Royal Blue Fort was willing to use explosives against Leonel, even at the expense of the lives of innocents, and yet he still thought