Godlike Power

As the bestial tide surged forward, their hooves pounded the earth in a thunderous rhythm akin to war drums. Amidst this chaos, Zariel calmly raised a finger, his mastery over the Astral Force evident as he effortlessly suspended the writhing, screaming mass of flesh above his finger. 

Strangely, the shrill cries of the grotesque, congealing mass began to morph, amplifying its already dreadful tone. The sound's piercing quality faded, replaced by a frequency that escalated beyond human comprehension, resonating only with those of beastly origins. 

As Aurelia blinked, she found herself torn between the deafening cries that still echoed in her mind and her instinctive defense against them. It was as if a part of her was trying to shield herself from the overwhelming noise, causing a slight dizziness, yet she remained alert.