Julius stood over Lilianna with his plasma pistol leveled at her skull, but for a moment, his attention tore away from her. He had heard Sarah's cracked voice with everyone in the living room.
He looked at the tail end of the feed.
Then suddenly, a falling slab slammed on Catalina's back.
But Julius wasn't as worried compared to Sarah because he knew that Catalina was also from a beastman lineage; a simple rock this size could easily be brushed off in a semi-transformation.
But then, an unusual sound came from below him. Not from the holographic screen like everyone thought, but from below him.
Squelch.
Pop.
Tear.
It was the wet, sickening sound of human flesh being unzipped from the inside—a rhythmic, deliberate splitting of skin that made the bile rise in Julius's throat.
"Get back!" Julius barked, his voice dropping into a harsh, commanding tone.
