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 meters in the blink of an eye… was

seemed to swallow the

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

coming from their back, only to look 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

these men well, they were the same teammates he had shared a field with for so many years. One of them was even a rookie of barely 15 years old. However, he didn't even have the time to

ice guards had

to find it snapped in two before he could even

shields before him, their feet digging into

line of defense, they were sent flying back and

BANG!

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, sinister,

bones in their body had been broken. They struggled to stand, looking

leaping ability, couldn't it have claimed the Fort for itself long ago…?

from

"Close the gates!"

that Miles had shown enough mercy. Even if his enemies wanted to use this to point out his weaknesses, he had plenty of

all he cared about. As long as the

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

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

of men to

BANG!

only 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 their

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

stop them. It raised its head haughtily, emitting