Transfixed, I can only gape in abject horror as the destructive force tears through the forest like a malignant contagion spreading outward in concentric waves. Trees buckle and twist violently at their roots, their massive trunks groaning in anguished protest as they're inexorably wrenched free and hurled aside in a hurricane of shredded bark and snapping branches.
All around the clearing, the shamanic cultists have descended into a frenzy of mystical chanting and gesturing - as if desperately trying to exert control over the rampant display of wild power unfolding before us. But their frantic invocations seem to have no effect whatsoever in stemming the arboreal devastation.
A bone-rattling boom resounds as another behemoth oak crashes to the trembling earth, spraying clods and shatter
