"Die! Die, you bastards!" "Hold the line! Don't let them push you back!"
I lowered my rifle. I stopped shooting.
Below the barrier, right at the bottleneck of the open city gates, the prisoners were already engaged in a brutal, horrific melee. Blood and severed flesh splattered across the white snow. The fortress gates had been intentionally left open. The structural state of the outer wall was so poor that Commander Arthur had tactically decided to funnel the monsters into a designated kill-zone at the entrance, rather than letting them smash the fragile masonry.
My current goal wasn't to play the shining hero and save everyone. My goal was to farm System Points by taking out high-value targets while spending as few magic bullets as physically possible. The divine-imbued ammo was incredibly expensive, and I needed to conserve my points for the real siege that was coming.
