-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_Fleur's Perspective-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
"We've got company" I announced while keeping track of the mobile entities flashing above the fissured walls.
My eyes couldn't keep up from their nimble movements, nevertheless their shadow, which was passing through the radiance inside the room.
They were like cats traversing through the narrow vents despite their oversized body. However, a part of me knew that these swarm of shadow lizards were the babies left by the mother who I've fought and impaled beside the generator hall.
Its father, which was supposed to be slightly bigger than the reptile I had fought, escaped from its children's march as I saw no footprints nor ashes from its trail; who have also clashed against Venice's sword—er, gun.
