The bluish mist from the poison bomb filled the roofless room. The Abominated human shrieked; it had no mouth to scream. But even so, he looked like he was screaming in immense pain.
Screaming towards the heavens, as if his hand reaching toward the skies, asking for salvation, his chest was forward and its flaccid arms seemed to tighten.
His flesh seemed to melt as the mist engulfed him. The black miasma emerged all over the suffering body as if fire raged from within his innards.
The mist invaded his nostrils, inhaling and exhaling the thick smoke. He knelt on the floor, clasping his head with his flaccid arms.
Then, the grotesque form of its mouth, enough to gobble one human being, opened in its belly. His teeth were sharp like that of a shark, and blue poison smoke escaped from it.
But the creature succumbed and stood up. His breathing was more pronounced, although he was shaking.
