The upper half of the wheeled infantry armored vehicle lay upside down in the snow after a terrifying roll.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
In the lower half of the vehicle's body, nothing remained but torso-sized remnants of human bodies sporadically spurting clouds of blood, then collapsing limply in all directions.
The part severed from the torso below still bore an expression of disbelief, along with the lingering scream that had not yet faded away.
At least seven people were instantly killed inside the two wheeled infantry armored vehicles; both bodies and onboard equipment, along with the armor, were neatly bisected by a single strike.
However, one bulky figure was kneeling in the vehicle, supporting himself with a round shield, gasping heavily.
"Who... are you?"
The shield bore a clear, deep gash but hadn't been completely penetrated.
