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.

should be saying that? That felt kinky..."

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'

after he put on a pair of sweats. Their screams had been drowned out for a while, but now they were

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

that they never took us seriously to begin with and they paid

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

Comparatively speaking "Graros's"

been quite diligent and patient, but that

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

have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how much of

then Maia wasn't actually patient and diligent at all. She was just

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

'Time will tell..."

to a pause as

through 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

say a single word and silence

only a few

looking from Leonel to James and

worst thing that would have happened to Leonel back then was a period

that the Royal Blue Fort was willing to use explosives against Leonel, even