A shrill howl erupted around the point, and the pull from it rose sharply.
At that moment there were hundreds of thousands of the undead inside that space, and all of their feet came off the floor in a long, slow, curling line, and they went into the point. I did not think they were going anywhere. They were becoming fuel for it, and every one of them made the pull stronger.
My eye widened as I realised what that meant, and a wave of force spread across the ground that made the stone ring like a struck bell, and all of it began to rise, while massive chunks of stone flew out of the pyramid I had created as the entire structure began to lean inward.
