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!

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

seemed to

Milan and Raj looked toward

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

so many years. One of them was even a rookie of barely 15 years old. However, he didn't

front, the ice guards had

his halberd, only to find it snapped

their feet digging into the slippery ground as they tried to give

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

BANG!

the ground, causing it to quake. It didn't even spare a glance toward Milan and the

their body had been broken. They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards and white

ability, couldn't it have claimed

from above, his jaw

"Close the gates!"

Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses,

as the optics were in his favor, that was all

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

who felt

Where there was no snow was too easy for even the most coordinated of men to slip and fall. And, where there was snow weighed down the legs of those trying

BANG!

make it back. As for those who were close, they banged

think and too solid. Even if one stood on

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