Dimensional Descent

There was a slight silence as the roar brewed, until a man with a particularly chilly disposition chuckled.

This man was the Overlord of the Sith family. This wasn't a well-known face in the Human Domain, but this wasn't because he was unknown like the others. Rather, it was because he was the greatest assassin in the Human Domain. What assassin worth his salt would allow the world to know his face?

The Sith family led the assassination units of Shield Cross Stars. Leonel had met one of them before in Ronan, a man of the Void Palace that Leonel had once bought information from. He had also tried to stop Leonel and Aina from leaving the Void Palace when DiVincenzo had appeared, but Ronan was far more the man here.

Overlord Sith was like a touch of darkness and a slice of ice. His clothing was a dense black, his skin a pale white, his hair was even darker than his robes, and his eyes were a piercing ice blue.

Those that knew him realized that although his eyes could be said to be the only "beautiful" part of him, he absolutely hated them. They made his ability to be stealthy even more difficult than the whites of his eyes. But this was also why he was known as the Blind Sith... the Visionless Assassin. The number of deaths he had on his tally was enormous, and they included even experts of the other Domains.

"Laugh again, Sith, and I'll slice out that tongue."

Sith said with another laugh. "It would be my pleasure to become a sightless and soundless assassin. I wonder if I would reach the true pinnacle of my path

about to attack. He had two others here who

with radiant blue hair much like a certain Vega, sharing more than

factions of Shield Cross Stars. The Commanding Faction, led by Cross Elder Avan, the Dark Faction, led by Cross Elder Sith, the Logistical Faction led by Cross Elder Lela, and the

politics. This sounded ridiculous, especially considering their leader was also the one with the worst temper. But

to the public, they dealt with the enemies that normal armies couldn't deal with. If the Commanding Faction was the broadsword, they were the change weapon, the small dagger pulled out in a pinch. In reality, though, their work was likely far more... sinister than this, and they were

in the whole of the Human Domain. Healers weren't exactly a profession like Crafters or Force Pill Crafters, but they could be. Some were

here most definitely did. What could be said was that they both had the weakest authority of those present, and at times... had authority surpassing even that of the Commanding Faction. As