Hisss!
A wrinkled, clawed paw poked out of one of the holes. The skin was a sickly gray with a network of dark veins, while the claws were ink-black, long and curved enough to slit their throats effortlessly.
The rest of the creature soon followed. The size of a calf, a simian morphology with thin tentacles and suckers instead of what should have been its hair. When the monster yawned, long thin teeth reminiscent of Venom's jaws in the Marvel Universe were humbly put on display.
Although somewhat different in some aspects, it was indeed a Hunter parasyte like those of the horde that had chased them earlier. Still, it was enough to make Carmin despair. At their best, these monsters were small fry for the vampire aristocracy, but in her current state one of them was already overkill.
And sadly, it was not alone.
