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

shadow seemed to

Raj looked toward their shields.

rain of bullets coming from their back, only to look and find that at least a dozen of the

teammates he had shared a field with for so many years. One of them was even a rookie of barely 15 years old. However, he didn't even have the time to do

the front, the ice guards had reached

snapped

feet digging into the slippery

just as quickly as they tried to form a line of

BANG!

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

They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards and white

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

everything from above,

"Close the gates!"

grated on the ears, but it was clear by now that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses, he had plenty

long as the optics were in his favor, that

the trucks had already crossed through the Gates. The only ones lagging behind were the running soldiers who had

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

BANG!

come managed to make it back. As for those who were close, they banged on the steely gates with

dull thuds. The Gates were too think and too solid. Even if one stood

attempting to stop them. It raised