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.

one who should be saying

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,

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 in by this

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

never took us seriously to

had many different factions, each with their own thoughts on how to best deal with the

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

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

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

it may very well have only been a handful of months. She would judge the time based on how much of it she had

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

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..."

thoughts came to a pause as he suddenly

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

a single

Race there had been, only

James and

bit naive, he likely believed that the worst thing that would have happened to Leonel back then was a period of imprisonment. Leonel likely

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