The compressed impact tore through thousands standing behind him before finally erupting hundreds of kilometers away, leaving behind an enormous tunnel carved through flesh, armor, and earth alike.
Another arm swept horizontally, and the surrounding landscape disappeared.
Entire regiments were lifted from the ground before being crushed together beneath overwhelming force, their gigantic armored bodies folding inward like paper until nothing remained except torrents of black blood raining endlessly across the battlefield.
Stepping forward once more,
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
His enormous fist tore toward the nearest wave of Hellish Centaurs, intending to erase another countless millions, but all of a sudden,
GRAB!
White's fist stopped, and for the very first time since entering the battlefield, his punch failed to move forward.
His ringed white eyes shifted downward, and there he noticed that wrapped around his wrist was an enormous hand.
GROWWWWWWL!
