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

she actually felt sort of bad for Elorin,

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,

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

feeling that they never took us seriously to begin with

point, Leonel had 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

there were bound to be a few that were more incompetent than the others. Comparatively

diligent and patient, but that was only if one used

"skip" large amounts of time. Effectively, it was like falling

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

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

could get information from them. It wasn't guaranteed 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..."

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

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

a single word and

Of the thousands of Cloud Race there had been, only a few dozen remained. There were simply no other battles to fight and Earth had withstood

looking from Leonel to James and back again. She sighed inwardly,

Aina 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

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 yet he still