The bandit was very surprised; he certainly hadn't expected the woman in front of him to disintegrate right before his eyes—much less try to devour him.
Camula, transformed into her slime form, had several octopus-like tentacles that latched onto the bandit's arms and legs.
"Aaaah!" he screamed in pain. "What the hell is this? It burns!! W-Wait!!"
He could only scream as my Demonic Slime completely engulfed him. It seemed he was still moving inside Camula, as the large, thick mass of liquid looked like it was trying to rupture, as if being pushed from the inside out.
We watched in silence as the Slime finished devouring him; he was our enemy, so there was no reason for me to feel any empathy, but I could tell the other girls seemed frightened of Camula.
"Brother!" one of the bandits ran to rescue him, but it was useless. "Aaaaaah!!"
He began to howl in pain as he touched the miasma with his bare hands. His hands were immediately contaminated by the poisonous miasma.
