Owen's scream cut off abruptly.
Because the entire screening hall began to shake.
It was still a rule-level tremor. Although Bruce had sensed it coming, he still stepped on a steel pipe that rolled down from the seat behind him. After flailing around for a while, he fell to the ground.
Arthur had been sitting perfectly still in his chair, but with one violent back-and-forth jolt, the chair was pulled out from under him, and he landed hard on his backside.
Overlord Superman had not been weakened. He could fly, but the moment he rose into the air, a spotlight from above the screening hall crashed down and smashed him straight to the ground.
Constantine was still turning his head to watch the commotion when a string of lights flew off the stage, wrapped around him in circles, and tied him up tightly before dropping him to the floor with a bang.
Owen had just been about to unleash his power when the billboard over his head came crashing down, driving him straight into the floor, with only his head left exposed.
So he could only watch helplessly as the entire screening hall turned into fragments as well. After the first piece of the ceiling flew away, everyone saw the castle through the gap.
Unfortunately, they could not get up at all. Even if Overlord Superman cleared away the debris on him, other objects swept up by the storm would soon knock him back and forth again. There was no way to get near the castle.
Thus, everything in the screening hall flew away. Then the castle's door turned into a giant mouth and let out a satisfied "Burp!"
In the wilderness where Schiller was, the castle made another pass, screeching to a halt in midair.
"Ptooey!"
Something was spat