Adrenaline pulsed through Leon's body, and he didn't even realize that he was breathing heavily.
Coupled with the fact that he still had his hood and mask on, the air was starting to become suffocating.
Dazed, Leon watched as dark blood spurted out of multiple open wounds, and the creatures' shrieks were so loud and grating to the ears that he had to shut his eyes momentarily and cover them with his hands.
When the roars eventually subsided into weak grunts and then finally faded away, Leon opened his eyes, and the figure now turned around to face him.
It was a tall man with broad shoulders dressed in a dark green cloak. He had mussy brown hair with bedhead sticking out, as though he had just woken up. He looked irritated and grumpy, and his sharp, intimidating features made Leon feel small compared to him.
