The Devourer-Queen's mandibles clacked together, but the sound that emerged was not a chitter or a hiss. It was a guttural, psychic roar that slammed into their minds with the force of a physical blow.
"KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!"
The words were raw, unfiltered hatred given form, a singular, all-consuming imperative. Adam recoiled, not from the force, but from the shock. 'A monster… speaking? Not telepathically, but… projecting pure intent as language?'
«It's worse than I thought!» Lilith's mental voice was laced with genuine dread. «The forced evolution… it didn't just change her body. It has forced a higher consciousness to the surface! She is fully aware, truly sentient in her rage! She is beyond mere monster now!»
The newly conscious horror turned its chilling, intelligent gaze upon them. Its movements, while still hampered by its injuries, became more calculated, less frantic. It was learning, adapting while fighting.
