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!

he noticed that no matter how he strained his voice, no sound seemed to come out at all. It was as though the laws

Sixth Dimensional families still had their

even had the "offerings" prepared for their youth, but now they didn't dare to complete the exchange. The implications were very much different now and soon they might be forced to pick a side... but they preferred

it gave their families a chance to survive this coming

the harsh reality. A single genius would have never changed their fates. Their best couldn't compare to the likes of Amery, or Simona, or Armand, or

the consent of their own upper

daylight and they couldn't even voice their complaints. They tried to send messages to their families, but they realized that even this was blocked. It seemed that

long way, leaving by

echoed through the skies as 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

the Morales Palace closed, the elders seemed to boil over 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,

You've put the entire

Morales, who had just been in exceptionally high spirits, looked around in confusion. Wasn't this a great

move to dismiss the two children, but before she could Leonel held

you suggest

her composure, her eyes becoming more