The pebble that entered the twister was utterly crushed to dust. Not even lasting more than a second since the moment it touched the twister, it was gone. Boss was one-hundred percent sure he tossed the pebble into the twister during his second throw. Boss was about to do final testing with a few more stones, but before he could, he felt a sudden gust of wind push against him. He winced since he felt like something cut his cheek, and when he placed a couple of fingers near the sharp pain, he felt something wet. He brought his fingers forward only to see the tips of his fingers had blood on them.