Cain let out a long sigh. His heart was beating rapidly as if it would burst. He looked up and stared directly at the gorilla that had evolved into a real monster.
Its steel body was glossy, covering the black, pulsating flesh inside, which pumped a pungent, black liquid. The smell was a mixture of rotten meat and mop water that had settled for a long time.
At first, he didn't realize it, but now, without the armor suit filtering the air around him. Cain could feel how rotten the creature called the virus beasts was.
His footsteps were slow while gripping the katana hilt in his right hand. Every step he took carried determination, sharpened by his honed instinct from training and continuous battle.
He stomped the ground hard, and in one breath, his body disappeared, leaving a black shadow that shot like a torpedo. The gorilla also did not remain silent; it roared, sending a shockwave through the air.
