Scrunch—!
The tall corrupted human found itself being assisted by the hallway's cold walls. Half of its body was blown away by a barrage of bullets while the other half was muddled with blue blood that kept oozing out from its orifices.
"Kree!"
It was shouting while it couldn't bring itself up due to the injuries it suffered coming from the man, who was currently staring at it a few meters away with his revolver pointed at its head.
Though the direction of the corrupted human's shout was at the front, imagining an unfamiliar figure that didn't look Cesar at all.
The man that the corrupted human was hallucinating was no other than the heretic who was draped in a priest's robe, smirking at it as if mocking its existence.
All the creature could do was shout in a pleading tone that probably only itself could understand whatever language it was screaming.
"Kree—!"
