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!

Watching as a five meter tall and almost ten meter long wolf cross hundreds

seemed to

the halberd in his hands while Milan and Raj looked toward

and find that at least a dozen of the almost hundred troops they had led the vanguard with hadn't retreated and were now shooting toward the massive wolf in

teammates he had shared a field with for so many

ice guards

halberd, only to find it snapped in two before he could even

digging into the slippery ground

a line of

BANG!

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

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

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

everything from above, his

"Close the gates!"

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 of

he cared about. As long as the optics were in his favor, that was all

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

of despair while those who felt they still had a chance pushed

in terrible condition. Where there was no snow was too easy for even the most coordinated of men to slip and fall. And, where there was snow weighed down the legs of

BANG!

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

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

wolf watched without even attempting to stop them. It raised its