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're the one who should be saying

was speechless. She couldn't 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 an inch

been drowned out for a while, but

surprised. Was the Cloud Race really

took us seriously to begin with and they paid

nodded. Using "Graros" as an entry 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

this number, 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 were

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

"skip" large amounts of time. Effectively, it was like falling into a dream for long periods of time and finding

the people of Earth, decades had passed, but to Maia, it may very well have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time

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

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

'Time will tell..."

came to a pause as

have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet

didn't say a single word

Race there had been, only a few

blinked, looking from Leonel to James and

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

than a little stupid. He had seen that the Royal Blue Fort was willing to use explosives against Leonel, even at the expense of