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.

you sure you're the one who should be saying that? That felt

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

he put on a pair of sweats. Their screams had been drowned out for a while,

surprised. Was the Cloud

never took us seriously to begin with and they paid for

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 with the Human Domain. "Graros" had been one, those that had infiltrated Shield Cross

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

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

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

a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how much of it

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

Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a coma, but he hoped that Maia's activation of their

'Time will tell..."

a pause as

young man with a blade wound through his shoulder stood in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer,

say a single

an end. Of the thousands of Cloud Race there had been, only a few dozen

to James and back again. She sighed

it was a bit naive, he likely believed that the worst thing that would have happened to Leonel back

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