CCCLXXXI. The Splinter
All the warriors present, caught in an indescribable fear, crouched down and hugged each other, fearing that they had come to an end, hoping only in the strength of Egill's spell, who knew it would take a second of distraction to break the barrier and be responsible for everyone's death.
*boom*crush*baaam*
The deafening noises of the boulders chipping the outer surface of the barrier faded after several minutes, during which only the sound of the smaller rock fragments gliding along the dome was heard.
Master Egill dropped his grip on his rod and suddenly the barrier disappeared into thin air, letting in the dense post-explosion black dust.
The soldiers began coughing, covering their faces with their arms, trying not to choke.
As the dust became clearer and the scene gradually returned to be visible, the spectacle before their eyes left them breathless again.