"What is that— what is that thing?" one of the guards stumbled back, his buttocks hitting the floor as he struggled to speak. "That—"
Seeing this, Denys immediately ran towards the room where they kept the man who had been infected.
Rosalind furrowed her brow as she noticed the sudden shift in Denys's facial expression. By the time Rosalind and Lucas arrive next to Denys, another blood-curdling scream of agony pierced the frigid air.
Rosalind stood frozen in place when she saw the man inside the room.
The man's body contorted and twisted unnaturally. His once-human form warped before her very eyes as spikes sprouted from his skin. The sound of his bones cracking and shifting echoed in the small room.
The man's arms trembled violently as the sound of bones snapping and muscles bulging continued.
The man's eyes glowed with a feral yellow hue, his mouth elongated into a snout.
"What is that?" Rosalind uttered as sharp teeth started appearing in the man's mouth.
