Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A tremendous strength was applied to the spinning rock.
After reaching its peak, gravity swiftly pulled the rock downwards.
A strange force encountered the flying rock head-on.
Crack!
Crumble!
The originally solid rock, under the impact of an invisible force, shattered.
Breaking into fist-sized pieces, they still possessed considerable lethal power.
They spun as they fell, toppling the gathered orcs like dominos.
The pained wails of the injured orcs allowed Matthew to breathe a sigh of relief.
If there was a response, it meant there was still self-awareness, not the most fatal scenario he had feared.
However, Matthew was very interested in that strange power; not that he wanted to possess it, but he discerned a hint of familiarity.
Sensing Matthew's intention to disrupt the sacrifice, the orc shamans began to chant faster.
Boom!
Crumble!
