38 Bloodbath

*Splurt!*

"Urgh...?!" Before anyone could say a word or react in any form or fashion, suddenly a blood-drenched clawed hand pierced straight through the man, tearing away the clothes, skin flesh, and gore in equal measure.

The man himself, most shocked of them all, turned agast mostly with the initial shock of seeing a hand coming out from the center of his torso. Yet, not even a second later, his nervous system flared up, sending jolts of information to his brain.

First, it was the searing, burning sensation. As if his flesh, his skin was burned away with fire. Then, the adrenalin kicked it, suppressing the sensation, at least momentarily. Even the heat seemed to have calmed down...

Yet, he knew something wasn't right. He could feel a rapidly encroaching exhaustion, he could feel as his stamina was draining away at a rapid pace. He could feel a warm liquid pouring down his chest, making its way, slithering towards the ground.