Rex didn't stop. He couldn't not yet.
The adrenaline was singing in his veins, a symphony of newfound power that demanded more. With a violent upward jerk of his hand, he used Telekinesis to fling Evelyn twenty meters straight into the sky.
She became a broken marionette thrown toward the heavens, her limbs flailing uselessly against the empty air.
"Gravity is a cruel mistress, isn't she?" Rex called up to her, his voice carrying effortlessly through the wind. "Let's see how she treats you when she's angry."
He released the hold. She fell like a discarded doll.
CRUNCH SHATTER.
The paving stones beneath her disintegrated upon impact, but Rex wasn't done with the choreography of her suffering. As she tried to gasp for air amidst the rubble, he invoked Earthen Divine Authority.
Massive, jagged columns of stone erupted from the ground like the teeth of some subterranean titan, slamming into her from below with bone crushing force, launching her back upward.
