“Y-Yazyona… I-I was just—“

She then grabs both of his shoulders, making Niuq’tar jolt, and then massages them with a sigh.

“Where you going buddy? Escape to where…? He’d just find you again like last time you tried to escape.”

Niuq’tar shimmies out of her grip and trips forward, turning around with his hands shielding his chest and face.

“P-please don’t tell the boss! It was an honest mistake!”

Yazyona chuckles beneath the black fur collar covering her throat and lower face. “Tell him that you messed up ya’ little mind trick? Who cares! We caught the Patroller, so it’s not like it’s a big deal or anything!”

Her monochrome boots stride through the blood-soaked ground until she stops a few feet behind Miya, still holding her pistol in front of her.

“Hey, uh… Is she alright? This can’t be the kid that had Bentu shaking in his boots, can it? She's as tall as a vradema!” Yazyona jokes.

“Ha… Ha… Hahaha…”

Yazyona tilts her head as Miya’s body begins to tremble. Tureb scrunches his eyes while Kekdrik also looks at her with mild confusion.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA!” Miya guffaws while clenching her stomach and arching down.

“W-what could be funny… Knowing that you were birthed from such a crude figure….” Niuq’tar murmurs.

In her boisterous laughter, her pistol drops to the floor and slides in front of Kavie. His eyes fixate on the firearm; he then attempts to grab it with one arm but struggles before lifting it at its nozzle with a wince.

Kekdrik notices a clicking noise at his side, gazing into his son’s eyes as he faces down the black nozzle.

“What do you think your—“

“Shut up!” Kavie interrupts while standing to his feet. “I-I’m taking mom and we’re getting out of here! We don’t need you or your lies!”

Kekdrik snorts and leans his cheek onto the wall. “Shooting me would only prove how much of a disappointment you really are. If I die, all of this would have been for nothing and your mother will die.”

“Huuh?” Yazyona drawls while leaning her elbow onto the man’s corpse lying on the surgical table. “They didn’t tell you that your wife’s already dead?”

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Kekdrik’s next breath was faint. He then chokes while turning around and crawling in front of her with a sputter. “W-w-what do you mean she’s dead…? H-how… I’ve did everything you—”

Yazyona punts him in the mouth, causing his body to spiral and slam into the nearby wall. His shoulders slouch as blue blood drips from his busted lips and nostrils.

“Get away from me, ya' moron. You knew that she only had a matter of time, and yet you kept clinging to the fact that she could make it if you poured your heart and soul into your work. Ha! Well serves you right. Not all things work out with a bit of blood, sweat, and tears.”

Kavie looks down at his dad, then grits his teeth as he aims the pistol toward Yazyona. His index and middle finger push down the trigger, but the gun loses its reddish glow.

—Crack Crack

“UWAAH!” Kavie yelps as his wrists snap from the sudden increase in weight from the pistol.

He looks up from the tears welling in his eyes as a shadow looms over him,

“That, wasn’t very….” Yazyona grabs Kavie by the hair and legs, picks him up, then slams him down onto her knee. “—Nice!”

Amongst a set of cracks and gurgles from Kavie’s stomach, he disgorges a combination of bile and bluish fluids while his eyes swell from his sockets. His body then goes limp, with Yazyona giving him a quick sniff and then dropping his face into his own foul broth.

She then shoves her boot into his face with a sneer. “You an' your father are very similar, ya' know. But at least you got some balls.”

Yazyona then turns around and points at Miya. “Grab her and let’s go. The boss wants to have a word with little miss—“

“Guurgh…”

She looks to Kekdrik, now slumped on the ground while holding his stomach.

“Uhm… What’s wrong with this guy?” Yazyona asks and kicks him in the leg.

Kekdrik’s skin begins to grow pale and scaly-like. His eyes lose their reddish shine and become snake-like with yellow lenses and thin black corneas. His skin then begins to bubble and churn as if something wanted to break free; His legs and arms become more muscular and wide as he lets out a low growl.

Tureb looks down at the cracked glass capsule soaked in blue fluid beneath Kekdrik's hand with widened eyes. “Haaa…! H-He’s morphing!”

Niuq’tar races out of the room, with Tureb’s seat gliding past Miya and pushing her to the floor. Yazyona then disappears in a burst of air, blood gliding in a straight line out of the door.

Kekdrik’s face then rips in two as he grows a long snout. His teeth clatter onto the ground from his gums being replaced with a sharper pair.

Tureb’s hover seat tilts unsteadily, and leans over, causing him to fall to the ground. He gasps and rolls over while attempting to crawl over.

“Heelp mee…” Tureb groans with heavy gasps, unable to pull himself forward due to his immense body weight.

Kekdrik then gets onto all fours, his arms and back begin to bubble, with puss and tissue shooting from the flesh mounds.

—Plink Plink Plink

His body then grows in size as the tissue increases to grow along his body. His blue and red veins become visible then explode with blue fluids leaking across the floor. His flesh mound then pushes itself onto the glass windows enclosing the area, making it crack and shatter as his entire body fills the room.

Tureb’s leg, sprawled onto the ground, gets caught in one of the growing mounds of flesh.

“BRAAAAAGH!” Tureb wails while clenching his thigh.

In an abrupt snap, his leg is flattened, and green vital fluid oozes from beneath the growing flesh. Miya crawls over to Kavie’s hand, sticking out of the white body tissue hill, and tugs her gun from his gasp; Allowing his entire body to spurt blue blood as the last of his fingers is sucked in.

She then walks over to Tureb and places the nozzle in the middle of his head as he winces in pain.