Dimensional Descent

The silence was palpable, no one knew what to say.

How correct were Leonel's words? 100%. How much did saying it aloud change? Practically next to nothing. In fact, they could take their chances by using the fact that Leonel had "exposed" them as a method he was trying to use to absolve himself and his father of wrongdoing.

But something about Leonel's smile made them feel uneasy, uncomfortable and shaken. And it only became worse when his smile vanished.

Tommie suddenly stepped forward and his glare looked down on them all. "Didn't you hear what Patriarch Morales said?-SCRAM!"

His words, as though they carried mysterious powers of their own, blew the envoys out of the large double doors. They rolled along the ground, their clothing being wrinkled and dust kicking up in their wakes.

Interesting enough, the smaller families were spared the same fate. However, they got the message well enough as they rushed out, not wanting to be implicated in the same way.

Micarth's expression was black as a pot as he rose to his feet as quickly as he could while pretending not to be in a sorry state, but even this wouldn't last for very long as he looked up into the skies.

Their ships. They were gone!

voice, no sound seemed to come out at all. It was as

was just them. The Sixth Dimensional families still had their warships very much intact

them a chance to turn to his side, and they even had the "offerings" prepared for their youth, but now they didn't dare to complete the exchange. The implications

this coming storm, the cost of a single genius or even many was a worthy price for these small families

of Amery, or Simona, or Armand,

the consent of their own upper

grit their teeth. They had been robbed in broad daylight and they couldn't even voice their complaints. They tried to send messages

go the long way, leaving by foot and through air

they rushed away. Their faces burned and their anger was palpable, but they didn't dare to attack. Even if they had the balls to, they felt like an all-seeing eye was bearing down on them from above, observing each and every one of their actions. And even if it wasn't there, what chance did the small handful of them stand against so many Morales? The elders wouldn't even have to take action, they would be drowned by

with all of the emotions that they had kept bottled up, the leader of which was Elder Aria. Leonel could already read her impression of him from a mile away,

This was highly inappropriate! You've put the

spirits, looked around in confusion. Wasn't this a great thing?

had exploded too soon. She made a move to dismiss the two children,

would you

and regained her composure, her eyes becoming