Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chappy thanks to Mr. Ham <3 (5/6)]

"Nice of you to join us."

These words seemed to carry a great weight of pettiness with them. If not for the fact Miel had said something, they would have ignored Cidra's appearance completely. It was clear that there were quite a number that were unhappy with this woman.

Still, this unhappiness didn't spill over into anything more toxic than this pettiness.

Without saying another word, Cidra took a seat by Miel and continued to listen to the arguments about nothing.

Eamon's words had stirred something in her, which caused her to come in the first place. But she knew that the reality was that there would be nothing of importance discussed here, just the same, circle-jerking nonsense.

The Slayer Legion. Such a bold and imposing name, and yet it had been clipped of its wings long ago and it was nothing but a bunch of bastards floating in the ether. Its only saving grace was that though these guys were assholes, they were still dedicated to the cause, or else they wouldn't be here. The odds that any one of them was a traitor was about as likely as the sun suddenly falling from the skies.

The reason for this was quite simple. All of them were defectors, people who had left the most powerful organizations of the human alliance after learning of the truth behind the scenes.

How could everyone be content with the status quo? Content with knowing that most of the knowledge of the world was under lock and key in a vain attempt to stop the rise of others?

Ultimately, most would fall in line and accept it. The tide was already so great in the other direction, how could they possibly choose to fight back against it.

Those here were those stupid enough to try and say no to that status quo.

Quite valiant, no?

In practice, yes.

In real life, well...

Leonel Morales. It was loud enough that even if you weren't trying to spy on the situation, you would have heard

into the table. The burst of pressure was so great that the two men who were practically

any sort of outburst like this.

"Speak," Miel commanded.

eventually frowned. He didn't like being commanded like this, but since Miel had spoken and rarely acted

and we have intel that this was a name used among the participants of the selection of those bastards

his brows furrowed into a tight frown. He was

amidst the sudden

"You know him, Miel?"

something lodged in

a thing? Other than Cidra whose gaze dimmed when she heard this, the others didn't really know how

feeling a bit annoyed that he had to explain

place far earlier than it should have; there should have been several iterations left before they

smack the ass of

fist he had given Leonel really wasn't enough. Truthfully, he had only held back as much as he did because of his daughter. Hopefully, by now she was over

get mistaken as a Spiritual as well and removed from the selection. That was right. Part of the reason the demons were able to almost expose the human race for using higher-level races was because of the planning of their Slayer Legion. Although

up in the World of Spirituals and it would be a long while before anyone sensed anything

Indexes and Lineages Factors Aina had, didn't he

not a Wise Star

like the Segmented Cube that the human alliance couldn't scan into at all. Nor

for where Yuri was now, it was impossible to

in blissful ignorance, only