Seeing the Hybrid Infected crashing through the shattered door and entering the shop where Ivy had just dragged Summer, I felt my heart immediately seize in panic.
My right arm reacted instinctively before conscious thought could catch up—something dark green and organic erupted from beneath my skin, spreading across my entire arm like a second layer of living tissue. The transformation was accompanied by swirling wind that gathered around the arm with visible force.
I reached out immediately toward the remaining two Hybrid Infected that were rushing toward the shop entrance, acting purely on protective instinct before they could follow the first one inside and overwhelm Ivy and Summer.
A tremendous explosive sound of compressed air detonated from my extended arm a fraction of a second later, and a concentrated projectile of wind force shot forward with devastating velocity.
