Back in the chamber...
The ceiling cracked. Concrete rained down, and something massive dropped straight into the center of the chamber.
Players threw themselves backward, they collided into each other as the whole floor fractured outward from the impact.
The nearest players recoiled from it, eyes streaming, still not sure what they were seeing.
One woman doubled forward with her collar yanked over her nose.
What hit the floor was a compressed tangle of bone fragments threaded through with dried moss, shaped like a large rock. The smell of rot rolled outward in a slow expanding wave.
The rock pressed into the black residue it had shed on impact, wet against the concrete.
Then it shuddered, vibrating through the floor, travelling up through the soles of every shoe in the room at once.
And then it rolled, charging straight at Fateless.
[Challenge 1: Stop the rock.]
Rather than avoiding, Fateless launched Ivan forward.
