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..." Leonel

two of them really couldn't take anything seriously. By this point, she actually felt sort of bad for Elorin,

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

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

took us

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 their own thoughts on how to best deal with the Human Domain. "Graros" had been one, those that had infiltrated Shield Cross Stars had been another, and Maia was yet

the others. Comparatively speaking "Graros's" efforts and "Captain Wimword's" efforts weren't

patient, but that was only if

large amounts of time. Effectively, it was like

months. She would judge the

at all. She was just looking for the quickest path to victory

guaranteed due to the other ability of the Cloud Race to retreat into their own minds and induce a coma, but

'Time will tell..."

came to a pause as he suddenly

shoulder stood in silence. They must have been separated by at least a kilometer, and yet they might as well have been right in

two didn't say a

to an end. Of the thousands of Cloud Race there had been, only a few dozen remained.

and

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 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 someone who legitimately

had seen that the Royal Blue Fort was willing to use explosives against Leonel, even at the expense