His legs gave way instantly, his knees being sent crashing to the ground with a sickening thud that echoed through the stone chamber.
He grunted in agony, his face contorting as the gravity increased tenfold.
The internal pressure was so great that a thin trail of blood began to bleed down his lips, his body struggling to keep its organs from collapsing under the Arch Magus's spiteful display of dominance.
He tried to push himself up, his hands scraping against the floor, but he was pinned like an insect to a board.
Tara fared even worse. Already weakened and stripped of her mana, she was completely crushed to the ground, her chest hitting the stone with a dull, wet sound.
The heavy black chains that bound her were caught in the pressure, and they began to dig harder into her body, the metal links groaning as they tightened.
It looked as if the chains themselves were alive, wanting to crush her into a paste of bone and shadow.
