The blood welling from the scratches on the tail didn't look right; it was too dark, almost blue-black, and Alex fought off a wave of nausea. The armor-stuff was ill-fitting. He could find a gap.
So he took another swing as the thing started to try to struggle to its feet, hoping he'd aim decently.
He did, and finished decapitating it. The body clunked back to the concrete, lifeless.
"Oh, thank god." Now that it was over, he thought he might throw up.
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The blood welling from the scratches on the tail didn't look right; it was too dark, almost blue-black, and Alex fought off a wave of nausea. The armor-stuff was ill-fitting. He could find a gap.
So he took another swing as the thing started to try to struggle to its feet, hoping he'd aim decently.
He did, and finished decapitating it. The body clunked back to the concrete, lifeless.
"Oh, thank god." Now that it was over, he thought he might throw up.