crushed

“—Simon carries the cross of the Son of God.”
The moment he heard those words, Kamijou’s vision began to spin.
“...Eh?”
He felt an impact near his right shoulder. Pain shot through him. He shook his head; his
entire vision was like a motion-blur picture. Only upon feeling the hard floor against his
cheek did Kamijou realize...that he was lying on his side. It took a few moments for his
brain to catch up with the phenomenon that had just occurred.
(What...the...?)
Had something attacked him? But he couldn’t understand what had been done to him in
the first place. Until now, he’d been able to defend and dodge because he at least knew
he was being attacked. Now it was different. He couldn’t even grasp when the hell the
attack had come.
Certain death. The words stuck to the back of his lurching mind.
He tried to get up, but his arms had no real strength. He tried to roll onto his stomach
and push himself up, but he just collapsed.
There was a blank in his mind. As if to redirect his attention outside, a faint metallic
sound began to ring.
The sound came from dozens of crosses colliding with one another in midair.
“—These crosses indicate rejection of immorality.”
With a low voice came the continuous sounds of pounding flesh and the crushing of the
ice floor.

- Toaru Majutsu no Index Volume 11, Chapter 5 Part 6