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!

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

seemed to swallow

his hands while Milan and Raj looked toward their shields. Then, they looked toward one another, bitter smiles on

look and find that at least a dozen of the almost hundred troops

field with for so many years.

the ice guards

to find it snapped in two before he could even complete his

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

they tried to form a line

BANG!

didn't even spare a glance toward Milan and the others as it looked toward

had been broken. They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards

strength, with such leaping ability, couldn't it have claimed the

everything from above,

"Close the gates!"

clear by now that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses, he

As long as the optics were in his favor, that was all

already crossed through the Gates. The only ones lagging

of despair while those who felt they still had a chance pushed their bodies to the limits, driving

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

BANG!

it back. As for those who

too solid. Even if one stood on

them. It raised its head haughtily, emitting