Breaks thick ropes

Another shriek and a guttural roar tore through the air. The world seemed for a moment to hold its breath, too terrified to move. Then from the dark clouds overhead the first bolt of lightning seared the sky. Thunder rolled across the island. In response, Kong threw back his head and howled defiance. Ishara took a step back, sensing Kong’s anger. Kong’s seemingly wasted arms heaved, the sinews and muscles cording with effort.
The tree around which Kong’s arms were bound swayed, rustling, and then the wood gave a sharp crack. Kong’s eyes grew wide and wild, and his shoulders knotted as the ropes holding him parted with a twang, whipping the air. “No!” Ishara shouted again.
His shoulders flexed as he redoubled his effort. Ishara ran to find Kublai. Behind her she could hear wood splintering.


Kong: King of Skull Island, Chapter 9