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!

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 wolf cross hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye… was definitely one of

seemed to

Milan and Raj looked toward their shields. Then, they looked toward one another,

of the almost hundred troops they had led

so many years. One of them was even

the front, the ice guards had reached

find it snapped in two before he could even complete his

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

a line

BANG!

spare a glance toward Milan and the others as it looked toward the wall, a toothy,

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

it have claimed the Fort for itself long ago…? Why did it wait until now…? They

from above, his jaw

"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

cared about. As long as the

Gates. The only ones lagging behind were the running soldiers

bout of despair while those who felt

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

BANG!

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

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