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!

were many sights the common people could have never dreamed of seeing in the past that they could experience now. Watching as

seemed to swallow the

toward their shields. Then, they looked

heard a rain of bullets coming from their back, only to look and find that at least a dozen of the almost hundred troops they had led the vanguard with hadn't retreated and were now shooting toward the massive wolf in

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

the front, the ice guards had

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

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

form a line

BANG!

even spare a

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

it have claimed the Fort for itself long ago…? Why did it

watched everything from above, his

"Close the gates!"

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

long as the

already crossed through the Gates. The only ones

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

of men to slip and fall. And, where there was snow weighed down the legs of those trying to escape,

BANG!

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

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

them. It raised its head haughtily, emitting the air of a King of