Not cracked.
Not shattered.
Exploded.
Grey flesh, black slime and fragments of bone burst outward in every direction, splattering across the surrounding cave walls. The sonic attack died before it could even leave its throat as the now headless body remained standing for one strange second.
Then…
The eight tentacles twitched violently.
One after another they curled inward before finally collapsing beneath the lifeless corpse.
Silence returned to the cave.
Liam looked down at his hand.
His face twisted with obvious disgust.
"…Seriously?"
He slowly turned his wrist over.
Earlier, his hand had already been covered in blood after digging through the Cave Saber Tiger's mouth to retrieve its beast crystal.
Now…
A thick layer of cold, sticky slime dripped lazily between his fingers.
It clung stubbornly to his skin, stretching into disgusting strands whenever he tried to shake it off.
He frowned.
"I preferred the blood."
As if responding to his complaint…
