[ well. between the sword and the gun we are now covered in acid and ooze and meat aren't we. that's gross! that's really gross, actually, and while shoma was focused on trying to get the tongued-creature out of range there are a lot of things happening, including him trying not to gag inside his own suit once the tongue's been sliced away.
the creature behind him is moving, and the walls are closing in and the entire room seems to be fleshy and alive and bleeding, a room full of slaughtered pieces and parts. tendrils catch his feet and it stops him from going further to charles, shaking his leg and trying to stomp on the tendril to free himself. the floor's slippery by now, overwhelmingly smelling of iron and something foul, but it's the voice that gets his attention.
and the hand. even if he wanted to ignore it, there it goes, crawling and stretching and they're running out of room to move. ]
Charles, the door! [ let's go let's go let's go!!! ]
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the creature behind him is moving, and the walls are closing in and the entire room seems to be fleshy and alive and bleeding, a room full of slaughtered pieces and parts. tendrils catch his feet and it stops him from going further to charles, shaking his leg and trying to stomp on the tendril to free himself. the floor's slippery by now, overwhelmingly smelling of iron and something foul, but it's the voice that gets his attention.
and the hand. even if he wanted to ignore it, there it goes, crawling and stretching and they're running out of room to move. ]
Charles, the door! [ let's go let's go let's go!!! ]