Aaaaaaahh! Groom fled in panic.
Dergam the shaman held his hand totems up in front, shouting words in the lost language of the elders.
Tilka, the strongest of all the warriors lifted his spear, threw it at the strange object floating in the air in front of them. It was no use.
The shaman by his side disappeared. So did the sphere.
Dergham looked around. Strange shapes were moving around him. Appearing and disappearing. One split in three, i six, in infinite smaller shapes…