Dimensional Descent

BANG! BANG!

The grenade erupted, blasting bits and pieces of dirt, hot air and shrapnel in every direction.

A massive cloud of white shot up from the core of the explosion. But, before anyone could even sigh a breath of relief, an ice guard shot out from the dust cloud, gliding across ice of its own creation like a silent assassin.

'Shit.'

Joel brandished his halberd, the trigger of his rifle echoing a hollow click.

He tossed the useless gun to the side, gathering his courage as his hands gripped his weapon's polearm.

Milan pulled a heavy shield from his back, slamming it hard against the iced grounds and standing shoulder to shoulder to Raj.

Raj moved to bite off another grenade's pin, only to see the remaining 11 ice guards shoot out from the cloud of smoke. What was the point? The grenades were useless anyway…

"ROOOOOOARRR!!"

Another roar shook the battlefield.

The Variant Invalid stalked forward. By this point, the engineers had only just reached the gate once again. As for the troops who could only move on foot, they were still over 50 meters away. Unfortunately, in these conditions, many of them were having trouble finding stable ground to stand on.

The white wolf crouched, its powerful limbs shattering the ice beneath its feet.

BANG!

in the past that they could experience now. Watching as a five meter tall and almost ten meter long wolf cross hundreds

shadow seemed

and Raj looked toward their shields. Then, they looked toward one another,

only to look and find that at least a dozen of the almost hundred troops they had led the vanguard with hadn't retreated

a field with for so many years. One of them was even a rookie of barely 15

the ice guards had reached

his halberd, only to find it snapped in two before he

digging into the slippery ground as they

as quickly as they tried to form a line of defense, they were sent

BANG!

instant, the Variant Invalid wolf landed on the ground, causing it to quake. It didn't even spare a glance toward Milan

been broken. They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards and white wolf with a hint

as though this was all a play orchestrated by the white wolf. With such strength, with such leaping ability, couldn't it have claimed the Fort for itself long ago…? Why did

from above, his jaw

"Close the gates!"

Even if his enemies wanted

was all he cared about. As long as the optics were in his favor, that

only ones lagging behind were the running soldiers who had had to retreat by

they watched the Gate slowly close, those too far away felt a bout of despair while those who felt they still had a chance pushed their bodies to

snow was too easy for even the most coordinated of men to slip and fall. And, where there was snow weighed down the

BANG!

make it back. As for those who were close, they banged on the steely gates with despair ringing from their

like dull thuds. The Gates were too think and too solid. Even if one stood on the opposite side, it would have been impossible

wolf watched without even attempting to stop them. It raised its head haughtily, emitting the air