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!

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

shadow seemed to swallow

looked at the halberd in his hands while Milan and Raj looked toward their shields. Then, they looked toward one another, bitter smiles

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

a field with for so many years. One of them was even

the ice

snapped in two before he could even complete

feet digging into the slippery ground as

to form a line of

BANG!

even spare a glance toward Milan

had been broken. They struggled to stand, looking toward the ice guards and white wolf with a hint of

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

everything from above, his jaw

"Close the gates!"

ears, but it was clear by now that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to

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

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

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

easy for even the most coordinated of men to slip and fall. And, where there was snow weighed

BANG!

back. As for those who were close, they banged

Gates were too think and too solid. Even if one stood on the

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