The black mass hit the ground and soon after began to spin at high speed like a tornado. The grass from the ground was uprooted and a great deal of earth began to throw up.
The closest soldiers felt they were being pulled towards the "tornado"
The commander was one of those people.
"What is happening? I can't move anymore, I'm being pulled." He screamed desperately as he struggled to stay on his feet.
The Vice Commander Ferdson at his side acted the same way. At this point, they were about 50 meters from the "tornado" that had formed, but even so, they were being pulled.
Some soldiers who were close to them and who weren't that strong began to fly and get sucked towards the "tornado" made of a dense black mass.
AHHHHH~~
HELP~~
They gave screams of despair as they flew over Homan and Ferdson's heads. When they crashed into the tornado, they didn't have time to scream.