The rotten, putrid smell was so vivid that Killian could feel his stomach shrivel up. Despite being miles away from the scene of chaos, he could feel the knots in his stomach turning and twisting.
Who was it? Killian demanded. Even as he was only looking at the images that Finn wanted him to see, he still felt a kind of rage burning within him. These images proved the devastation that happened in the research lab, and boy, he was not happy upon seeing it. There was so much blood, so many bodies. Death seemed to be filling every fragment of the space where Finn and the others were standing.
