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!

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

massive shadow seemed to swallow the

looked at the halberd in his hands while Milan and Raj looked toward their

from their back, only to look and find that at least a dozen of the almost hundred troops they had

with for so many years. One of them was even a rookie of barely 15 years old.

the ice guards had

snapped in two before he could even complete his first

Raj stood as shields before him, their feet digging into the slippery ground as they tried to give Joel

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

BANG!

Invalid wolf landed on the ground, causing it to quake. It didn't even spare a glance toward Milan and the others as it looked toward the wall, a toothy,

struggled to stand, looking toward

wolf. With such strength, with such leaping ability, couldn't it have claimed the

watched everything from

"Close the gates!"

by now that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if

long as the

the Gates. The only ones lagging behind were the running soldiers who had had to retreat

they watched the Gate slowly close, those too far away felt a bout of despair while those who felt they

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

BANG!

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

too think and too solid. Even if one stood on the opposite side, it

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