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!

this new world order, there were many sights the common people could have never dreamed of seeing in the past that they could experience now. Watching as a

massive shadow seemed to

and Raj looked toward their shields. Then,

at least a dozen of the almost

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

the ice

only to find it snapped in two before he could even

stood as shields before him, their feet digging into

to form a line of

BANG!

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

violently, feeling as though all the bones in their body had been broken. They struggled

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 anyone capable of

watched everything from above,

"Close the gates!"

it was clear by now that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses,

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

trucks had already crossed through the Gates. The only ones lagging behind

too far away felt a bout of despair while those who felt they still had a chance pushed their bodies to

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

BANG!

half the hundred troops that had come managed to make it back. As for those who were close, they banged on the steely gates with despair ringing from

if one stood on the opposite side, it would have been impossible to hear

time, the white wolf watched without even attempting to stop them. It raised