The four massive slabs got closer and closer, but before they could crush them into red paste, Astensia pushed her arms out.
Her gauntleted palms slapped flat against the collapsing stone walls. Her shoulders bunched under the silver armor, veins standing out like cords.
The slabs weren't just ordinary stone; they were being controlled by magic so there was a stronger force pushing them in.
Nevertheless, Astensia had held back things that were a thousand times much stronger.
KRRRAA-KOOOM!!
The slabs at her sides stopped, then exploded outward in a storm of dusty rubble. For the remaining two, she struck thunderous punches that shattered them before they got any closer.
Chunks of rock the size of fists rained down harmlessly around them. And once the slabs were destroyed, a new sight was revealed to them.
Along the upper rim stood twenty of them. They were in a perfect circle with barely any gaps in between them.
