Lil' Shroom grew more and more suspicious. Something wasn't adding up. The group in front of her? They weren't human at all. No, they were predators just like her—luring in humans to feast on them. Fellow hunters.
"Ugh, what rotten luck." She muttered under his breath. When hunters cross paths, the rule is simple: strike first.
Without hesitation, Lil' Shroom made her move. With a flick of her hand, countless spores burst forth, swirling into the air like a misty dragon, surging toward the group.
Dominic wasn't slow to react. Almost simultaneously, his abdomen split open, and a thick, muscular tentacle shot out like a whip.
But as the tentacle collided with the fungal spores, it began to change. The spores latched on, parasitizing the flesh, sprouting grotesque red growths that quickly spread toward Dominic's main body.
