@Jinx
Reaching a small capsule implanted within Val’s body, tubes running from it into his skull, chest, and groin suddenly light up as fire trails up through them, blowing flames out his nose, mouth, and eyes as it rapidly incinerates away his corpse.
Charles: “Eeeeogh boy, that reeks… I think he had that implanted to keep himself from getting captured, though. Something about fearing ‘displeasure’-wireheading, er some other paranoia… Anyways, it’s good that Romanesco’s out of the picture. Now we can turn the tables, start encroaching on ‘their’ turf instead, up into Beatty even.”
“Where is your ‘hatchmate’, though? Did they leave already?”
@NyantaStarhunt
Hearing the steady cannonfire on one point of the wall, she shakes her head.
“City’s defenses have it covered, nothing much else we can do ourselves. I am worried about that power outage, though… I hope Imos is alright back at my lab.”
@Cerebrate
Passing rows of dissected wastewalker corpses hung within vacuum-sealed clear bodybags, the lizard happens upon the creature attempting to absorb one zombie’s corpse.
Right before his eyes, the creature envelopes around the body, standing the corpse up as it dissolves within down to blackened bones and muscle, before the creature’s own slimy form shapeshifts in color and texture, matching what may in fact have been reptilian features hidden beneath the zombie’s black bodysuit and mask.
The shapeshifter hasn’t noticed Imos yet, instead inspecting the claws of its own splayed hand before itself.