The orc was raised into the air, and he flew back into the room again as he slammed into the east wall, and then into the west wall, into the roof, and finally, he slammed into the ground with an echoing impact that sent ripples through the floor!
The other members of the council looked on in fear and awe as they wondered what the fuck had just happened! They didn't see anything holding the orc, and they didn't even see Mark move, so how in the world did he do this!?
The orc groaned from the floor as he brought his hands up and tried desperately to break the chain that was holding him around the neck! His legs were moving erratically as he was slowly strangled to death, and his already ugly face was turning purple and uglier as his airways were constricted more and more while he struggled!
"Grk! Grk – Please!"
