I heaved a long sigh, stepping forward.
Laura, paled, was staring at her turned friends with gaping eyes, her small hands slightly covering her mouth.
In a blur, I appeared beside Laura and shoved her aside. 'No time for theatrics.'
Twisting my torso, I drove a solid kick into the shy one's gut. She let out a shriek—inhuman, guttural. Black pus spewed from her mouth and splattered across the stone floor like oil.
I recoiled instantly, kicking off with both feet to avoid the toxic sludge.
The other one—the well-endowed maid—lunged mid-air. Her arms arced down like twin hammers aimed at my chest.
THUD.
I barely flinched.
Felt like someone slapped me with a pillow. An extremely soft, cotton filled pillow.
The symbiote stirred, hissing irritably.
Without hesitation, it reacted. A thick, shadowy limb burst from my back and slapped the maid out of the air like swatting a fly.
'Damn bro!!!'
