Damian.
Gerald's View, Axe Central City Borders
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'God. A level 3 Abominant,' Damian thought, not uttering any word. The web-wrapped human had become its meal. Somewhat like an exoskeleton tube emerging from its mouth and buried into the human's head, sucking its brains out. Transparent viscous liquid oozed out from that exoskeleton tube, dripping on the ground.
"What is that?" It was Cors who screamed still lying against the wall. He uttered the first sound.
