"WTF!" he cursed, then threw himself on the wall that kept on vibrating.
He paddled his arms on the ground, hoping to grab something he could use against whatever that was.
"Hey," a sharp but calm mechanical voice erupted from the lizard-skin lady.
A sharp giggling sound that echoed like gears grinding against a broken bearing drew Leon's attention.
Leon's palms scraped over grit and shattered glass as he scrambled backward.
The cold, humming surface of the wall pulsed against Leon's spine the moment his back hit the vibrating wall.
As the lizard-skinned lady tilted her head, her mosaic of iridescent green and gray scales caught the sourceless ambient light in a wrong pattern.
"Hey," she said again, her voice modulating into something that sounded melodic. No sound erupted when she took a step forward.
"You look lost. Are you hurt?" Her face shimmered with care, while her big pools of liquid metal eyes fixed on him with an unnerving precision.
