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.

who should be saying that? That felt kinky..."

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 of

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

I'm surprised. Was the Cloud Race

feeling that they never took us seriously to begin with and they paid

efforts of the Cloud 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,

Comparatively speaking

seemed to have been quite diligent and patient, but that was only if one used the perspective of a

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 or two

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

then Maia wasn't actually patient and diligent at all. She was just looking for the quickest path to victory and she had suffered

could get information from them. It wasn't guaranteed due to the other ability of the Cloud Race to retreat into their own minds

'Time will tell..."

as

a blade wound through his shoulder stood in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might as well have been right in front of one another given their

two didn't say a single word and

the thousands of Cloud Race there had been, only a few dozen remained.

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

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 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 trusting

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 thought that Leonel would live if he was caught. That was a dangerous amount of