Yuri saw his lips move, though she couldn't hear the words. But she didn't need to. The look in his eyes said it all.
Then the device in his skull detonated on Yuri’s command. bloody roar 4
He closed his fist around the scale, stood up, and turned his face toward the observation deck. Yuri saw his lips move, though she couldn't hear the words
The blast was contained, a muffled whump of superheated air and bone. When the smoke cleared, the door was blackened and dented. And Gil Orville was a smear of ash and scattered scales. Then the device in his skull detonated on Yuri’s command
Yugo’s vision swam with red. The scent of Gil’s blood became intoxicating. The rational part of his brain—the part that remembered sparring with Gil under a cherry blossom tree, sharing contraband sake, laughing about the absurdity of their genetic curse—was drowned in a flood of pure, predatory instinct.
But Lizard didn’t stop. He used his broken arm as a club, driving the exposed bone into Yugo’s shoulder. The Wolfen staggered, his left arm going limp. Both beasts were on their last legs, leaking life onto the grey floor.
"They think we're animals, Gil. But animals don't bury their dead. And monsters don't cry."
