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!

world order, there were many sights the common people could have never dreamed of seeing in the past that they could experience now. Watching as a five meter tall and almost ten meter long wolf cross hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye… was definitely one of

seemed to swallow the

Milan and Raj looked toward their shields. Then, they looked

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

well, they were the same teammates he had shared a field with for so many years. One of

front, the ice guards had reached

only to find it snapped

Raj stood as shields before him, their feet digging into the slippery ground as they tried to

form a line of defense, they were sent flying back and crashing

BANG!

even spare a glance toward Milan and the others as it looked toward the wall, a toothy, sinister, snarling grin lining

coughed violently, feeling as though all the bones in their body had been broken. They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards

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 it wait until now…? They simply didn't have anyone capable of

from above,

"Close the gates!"

enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses, he had plenty of evidence on

the optics were in his favor, that was

the Gates. The only ones lagging behind were the running soldiers who had had to

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

terrible condition. Where there was no snow was too easy for even the most coordinated of men to slip

BANG!

half the hundred troops that had come managed to make it back. As for those who were close, they banged on the steely gates with despair

Even if one stood on

them. It