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...

Morales. It was loud enough that even if you weren't

in the same sort of lull as Cidra, suddenly shot up violently, his palms slamming into the table. The burst of pressure was so great that the two men who were practically prepared to launch themselves across the table were forced

like this. He was so calm most often that many almost forgot that he

"Speak," Miel commanded.

didn't like being commanded like this, but since Miel had spoken and rarely acted like this, he

know of, and we have intel that this was a

brows furrowed into

amidst the sudden silence and looked toward

"You know him, Miel?"

have something lodged in his throat. "... He's my daughter's

a thing? Other than Cidra

shook his head, feeling a bit annoyed that he had

than it should have; there should have been several iterations left before they took

smack the ass of even

as much as he did because of his

Spiritual as well and removed from the selection. That was right. Part of the reason the demons were able

long as his plans went well, Aina would end up in the World of Spirituals and it would be a long while before anyone sensed anything

exactly what Ability Indexes and Lineages Factors Aina had, didn't he also have a

he was not a Wise

Segmented Cube that the human alliance couldn't scan into at all. Nor could he have guessed that his daughter

it was

father was in blissful ignorance, only thinking