Snow drifted through the air, and the cold wind howled.
Yet in this frigid Northern Cold Land, Bastion Fortress was ablaze with activity—or perhaps it would be more accurate to say it was a little too hot.
Countless rockets streaked across the sky and slammed into the invisible, transparent barrier. Kosaka Reina held both hands high, her face tense. All around her, the ground was already littered with corpses—some demons, some humans. But she had no time to care about that now. All she could do was fulfill her duty and make sure everything held.
"Reina!"
Huang Qian Jiu Mei Zi came running over, panting heavily. The usually laid-back, somewhat lazy girl seemed like a completely different person now, covered in blood from head to toe. Even so, she appeared to be unharmed. Seeing that her friend wasn't hurt, Kosaka Reina let out a quiet sigh of relief, her taut heart finally relaxing. Then she turned to examine Huang Qian Jiu Mei Zi and asked,
"Jiu Mei Zi, are you all right? How are things over there?"
"Commander says we can hold on for now... but we don't know how much longer we can keep it up..."
As she spoke, Huang Qian Jiu Mei Zi looked beyond the walls. Across the vast white land before them, a dark demonic army blanketing nearly the entire horizon was advancing toward the fortress. They roared madly as they launched attack after attack.
Their numbers reached into the tens of thousands, while Bastion Fortress had only a little over a thousand people. No matter how one looked at it, holding the fortress should have been nearly impossible.
And yet they had held it.
The greatest contributors were not the Frontline Team led by Huang Qian Jiu Mei Zi. No, that honor belonged to Naruse