Dimensional Descent

Leonel put a hand to his forehead. He didn't really understand how incompetent an organization to have someone so incompetent leading a sixth of their armies. Did they not have anyone better?

"You realize that this is only a fraction of a fraction of the Godlen's strength, right? They didn't even send decent Eighth Dimensional experts," Leonel finally said. "On top of that, the demons are probably watching their every move."

"An enemy of an enemy is a friend." Cidra's frown deepened.

Leonel looked at this simple woman. He would have put a hand to her forehead to see if she had a fever or something if not for the fact they had no familiarity with one another.

"That saying only makes sense when you have the strength to back it up. To the demons, what use are you? Even the Godlens didn't take you seriously enough to send some real firepower at you.

"Your strongest expert is my father-in-law, and that man's not even in the Ninth Dimension. The fact you've survived until now is purely based on the fact you were too troublesome to deal with, not because you held any real strength of your own.

"The further out from here we are, the more difficult it will be for me to control the situation, the higher the chance the Godlens will send reinforcements, the greater the odds the demons will try to take advantage of the situation.

"You want to chase with your armies in this situation? We should take this small victory, retreat, and decide whether it's better to bolster defenses or pack up and find a new place to call home."

Leonel's words fell like the rain. Cidra didn't understand just how lucky she was that Leonel was explaining anything at all, but she still clenched her fists.

were obviously logical, but she didn't feel like they

a one-sided slaughter,

an exaggerated number considering how few casualties there were on their side. But compared

into silence, watching Cidra's reaction as the dust

Legion, it was mostly made up of people who had been wronged by the human alliance in one way or another. It wasn't just

both sides, Cidra would have known the right decision to make immediately. But because it

will be troublesome,'

strengths but their emotions as well. That would make this matter a

this was where his grandfather wanted him

was more than likely a deeper plot somewhere that Leonel didn't know about. However, at least for now, this was all he had

what one of the tips his grandfather gave him meant, he thought of the

The Godlens are the most aligned with goals that you might describe as... the greater good. The

Dream Pavilion twice in those words. Much like he hadn't originally known what it meant for the Godlens to

take a trip to the Dream Pavilion,

he knew that. In addition, back in the Vast Bubble, or the Cataclysm Zone, the Dream Pavilion had had a huge sway in the treasures he could exchange for. They had been so mysterious,

for Leonel, the Dream Pavilion was the most dangerous place he could try to visit. A place flooded with Dream Force experts would be

be at least Fourth Dimensional before I try it. Anything