(God's POV)

The rock layer above the dungeon gave a final, sickening crack, and a massive fissure opened up like the maw of a demon.

A granite spike weighing a thousand pounds broke free, plummeting straight toward Alexander and Marcus, who were powerless to dodge.

Alexander, his back already mangled from the previous collapse, couldn't move an inch. He could only watch death descend.

Marcus, pinned in place by his broken leg, closed his eyes in despair, awaiting the ...