The mutant monster was finally caught.
With its escape route blocked by a dead-end alley, it had nowhere left to run.
The pincers on its head clicked together in agitation.
KIIIIIIII—
A piercing, metal-scraping screech erupted from its throat. Its eyes darted around as if desperately searching for an escape.
A slow, lopsided smile crept onto Cherry’s lips as she watched.
The gaze of a predator staring down its prey.
