Panic. One of the worst things a human could do.
"W…what the fuck? What the fuck?!"
Susan's eyes widened even further as she stared down at the impossible sight. Her mouth fell open, her eyes trembling with something she hadn't felt in years. Something she hasn't felt since the Game.
Fear of the unknown.
Fear as she watched Adam's neck snap back to normal while his hand was clamped to her ankle. She… hadn't seen anything like this even in the Game.
"Get the fuck off me!"
She kicked Adam away with vicious force, her boot connecting with his ribs and launching him into the stone wall. The impact echoed through the dungeon, the sound of bones crushing loud enough to reverberate off every surface.
But to her absolute horror, Adam didn't even wait a second before casually standing up from where he'd just crumpled. She could hear it, his ribs clicking, wet from his flesh knitting back together.
Right there, in front of her eyes, she watched as if time itself was rewinding.
