Urban Warfare

"Hold steady, hold steady!"

"Everyone back-to-back, form a circle! Watch every direction! Don't bother aiming—fire at any movement!"

Lieutenant Robert shouted at the top of his lungs. He felt as though he had returned to the age of line warfare, with comrades falling beside him at every moment, without warning. No one could say whether they would be next.

Screech—

Claws tore open the throat of the soldier beside him. Blood splattered across Robert's body and face, making him feel like one of the Redshirts of old, the force that had once fought Napoleon to a standstill and shaken Europe.

An Armored Infantryman raised his Magic-infused Gun and pulled the trigger.

Countless tiny steel pellets blasted from the barrel. The specially made buckshot instantly formed a barrage that covered every direction ahead, erupting into a rain of blood as a charging Texas werewolf was caught off guard and sent flying.

The pellets embedded themselves in his flesh, even in his face, making him howl in agony.

Then, the Armored Infantryman activated his chainsaw sword and charged forward. Before he could bring it down on the severely wounded werewolf, he and his heavy iron armor were sent flying together.

Vinetto's beastlike eyes glowed scarlet. White mist billowed from his mouth and nose as he blocked the English scouting squad's path.

Bang—

No order was needed.

The instant Vinetto revealed himself, his overwhelming presence drew all fire. The leading King's Sharp Blade even raised his chainsaw sword high, steam blasting from his back as he strode toward Vinetto.

But though Vinetto bore the title Bloodthirsty Mad Wolf, he had not lost his mind at this moment. He hoisted the wounded man from the ground and vanished into the streets after a few leaps.

All that remained were the King's Sharp Blade's red-glinting