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.

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

couldn't take anything seriously. By this point, she actually felt sort of bad for Elorin, the latter was beaten to practically

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 once again. They were unfortunately in the Sixth Dimension, or else their vocal cords would have given

that everything went well, I'm surprised. Was

took us seriously to begin with and they

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 Stars had

others. Comparatively speaking "Graros's"

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

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 year

months. She would judge the time based on how much of it she had personally experienced, not how

diligent at all. She was

the Cloud Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a coma,

'Time will tell..."

thoughts came to a pause as he suddenly looked in

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

a single word and

been, only a few dozen remained. There were

James and back again. She sighed

that would have happened to Leonel back then was a period of imprisonment. Leonel likely understood this as well, or else he would have never made any plans that required

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 that Leonel would