"What is that?"
The accursed took cover behind the falling debris, pushing itself with just its hands.
Weird bumps wiggled underneath the skin.
Black liquid spewed out of the accursed's orifices like bullets, steaming hot.
And the body morphed to an unnatural degree.
The liquid melted or burned anything it touched, so it wasn't the smartest choice to approach it right now.
"Don't look if you don't want to," Raven warned, expecting a completely disgusting makeover.
But nobody followed that advice.
"I can't always be facing away, Dante," Zuri said, as she gagged at the scene.
Their bravado was just on the outside, but it was still something.
Janet was in the same boat.
It felt wrong just watching it.
It was as if something was trying to claw its way out of the skin.
Raven activated his [Trace Eyes] ability and looked at it.
And his eyes widened.
A realization hit him like a train.
