Costa, Davros and the frost giants that followed them lay cut up across the ground, their blood swiftly dyeing the snow red.
A strong smell of iron assailed the nostrils of the awed soldiers, the sight of such powerful enemies being cut to ribbons in a matter of seconds set their hearts ablaze. Passion, loyalty and excitement ran rampant through their bodies, instantly quashing the frigid cold that constantly assailed them as well as the fear that grew within a few minutes prior.
There was a stunned silence for a few seconds as the soldiers registered what happened but following that was a cheering roar and a fierce outburst of stamping as the men and women raised their fists in triumph, they would get to live another day.
The bear beastman, the soldier who appeared like a lightning bolt and carved up the mighty frost giants scanned the celebrating soldiers with a harsh gaze. He stopped as soon as he found the female sergeant.
