Piyu pressed down the winch one last time, and the iron gate slammed shut.
Gela Jiang raised his arm, and wastewater rolled into a thick wall, blocking the charging Orcs outside the gate.
"Don't just stand there! Find something to barricade the door with!"
Several Creation Society guards surrounded them with their guns raised.
"Drop your weapons!"
Milluki, panting heavily, flung his backpack onto the ground.
"If you have time to shout slogans, you'd be better off worrying whether those things outside are going to break in."
The moment he finished speaking, the fortress's outer wall bulged violently inward.
The bricks split apart.
A palm covered in fungal blotches thrust into the crack. Five clawed fingers gripped the stone and tore open a gap by force. The Orcs' roars pressed in from outside as several guards simultaneously turned their guns and pulled the triggers at the breach.
Bullets burrowed into the fungal flesh. The filthy fluid that splashed onto the ground immediately corroded several black spots into it.
"Heavy crossbow!"
The guard captain gestured toward the rear.
Two cultists pushed over a bone-made heavy crossbow, three thick metal bolts mounted on its arms. Just as one of them was about to hand the crossbow over to Milluki, Milluki raised a hand to stop him.
"Set it up at the front."
"You're not using it?"
"I said, set it up in the most dangerous position."
"That place will be overrun!"
"You know that, do you?"
Milluki took the control handle, adjusted the aim, and pushed the heavy crossbow behind a toppled medicine crate.
"Stand here. If you want to live, listen to me."
The guard captain gritted his teeth and waved for his men to move the ammunition.
The two sides took up positions behind separate rows of medicine crates. The