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 felt

help but think 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

and stopped teasing Aina, 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

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

took us seriously

come to understand that the efforts of the 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 best deal

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

been quite diligent and patient, but that was only if one

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 time and finding yourself to have woken up a

it may very well have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how much of it she had

at all. She was

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

'Time will tell..."

a pause as

with a blade wound through his shoulder stood in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might as well

say a single word and silence

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

Leonel to James and back again. She sighed inwardly,

it was a bit naive, he likely believed that the worst thing that would have

matter what, what James 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