The zealots, in a frenzy, began attacking the walls. Some used their fists, while others used their weapons and abilities, but the wall didn't budge.
Any damage they did to the wall was healed instantly.
One of the guys' arms managed to punch through the rotten structure. They rejoiced for a moment, rushing to join him, but stopped when the man began screaming.
"Argh! Let go! Let GO!!!"
The man was trying to pull out, but something was pulling him deeper.
Several zealots rushed to the man's aid and tried pulling him out. But something kept pulling the man inside.
With a sickening crunch, they pulled him out. Well… most of him.
The man didn't have an ounce of flesh from his shoulder down. Just the bones. The wall had consumed the flesh to heal itself.
The man collapsed onto the ground, howling in pain, while others stumbled back in horror. No longer wanting to get close to the wall.
"…this wall," someone mumbled. "It's not the same one we were debriefed about."
