By the lakeshore.
Tens of thousands of Asgardian soldiers clad in gleaming golden armor fought over a thousand Dark Elf soldiers. It should have been a decisive victory, but the Asgardians' pathetic performance exceeded Arthur and Heros's expectations.
The Dark Elves used the boulders along the shallow lakeshore, along with the wreckage of crashed carrier-based aircraft and the larger remains of the motherships, to actually fight the Asgardian soldiers to a standstill. They even seemed to have gained the upper hand.
If not for the desperate fighting of commanders such as Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, and Hogan, Asgard's battle record might have been even worse.
Gabriel and Vadim, on the other hand...
"Die, xenos!"
"Rou~ Boom~!"
Gabriel's right shoulder armor was covered in white vertical stripes, a black cloak hung behind him, and he wore a special Ceramite Armor variant. As he shouted, he swung the kinetic hammer held in both hands and smashed it directly into the Dark Elf before him.
"Splurt!"
"Splash~!"
The sound of the body being crushed into pulp, along with the crash of a massive splash, reached Gabriel's ears.
At that moment, Gabriel was leading ten Blood Raven Astartes in a fierce battle in the shallows before the lakeshore. They had already pushed deep into the Dark Elf lines, and the water had risen past the thighs of these Super Soldiers.
But the resistance of the water did not affect the Blood Raven Astartes.
Moreover, the Blood Ravens had already gone berserk. None of them could be bothered to reload their Bolter Rifles. They stuck their rifles to the outer armor of their right thighs, then drew the Chainswords and Kinetic Swords attached to the armor of their left thighs.
Then...
"Brrr~! Splurt! Slash...!"
"Whoosh~! Slicee~!"
Then came two different sounds: the brutal sawing of flesh