Standing Amid the Torrent of Time
The weapon arms of the Asia Predator and the Hellhound rose in unison, aiming at the black-armored warrior.
The Titan crew members' eyes were hollow, their thoughts passing between them, utterly unhindered by their physical brains or the Psychic Shock Units.
Through that exchange, they gained one another's feelings, and The Emperor's angels became the enemy.
"For The Emperor!"
In the world of the Titan crew, Shadow of Order was silently marked as an enemy of The Emperor, and fury became strength.
The tendrils from another dimension were grappling with the Titan crew, raising the Mechanical Arms and preparing to attack, when light suddenly shone in.
Shadows emerged.
Light and shadow interwove.
The Mechanical Arms abruptly stopped, interrupted by the infiltrating power of the mind.
The tendrils coiled within radiated an immense, icy chill.
The heads of the two Titans, stalled in place as the clash of minds spread from the mental world into reality, began to frost over. The frost spread with terrifying speed, covering their entire metal bodies.
Inside the machines, the frost crept along their heads, spread to their skulls, and seeped into the Psychic Shock interfaces of their augmetic sockets.
A distant voice projected over and entered the unified world of Thought Space.
The tendrils grew rapidly, gradually thickening.
Rumble!
An iceberg rose out of thin air, lifted up by the tendrils.
Light and shadow flickered again and again, reflected upon the vast iceberg.
The iceberg exploded with a crash, shattering into millions of pieces.
The mirror-smooth fragments reflected a part of the tendrils on every surface of every shard.
"Nimrod!"
An ice-cold voice came through the Titans' steel bodies, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds.
The War Hounds Titans' bodies trembled, then lifted at the same time and