Villain Ch 1884. Forbidden Room
Behind him, the others fought off the smaller shadows—residual wraiths that peeled off the monster's back like guilt given form. One of them had the face of a toddler with too many teeth. Zoe slammed it into the floor with a tentacle and crushed it without hesitation.
Allen didn't break stride.
He surged forward, planting a boot on the creature's midsection and using it as a springboard to leap higher. The fused Greg-mouth snapped at him midair, a perfect spiral of yellowed, parental teeth. Allen shoved his blade straight through it.
The impact made the thing stagger, its mass crashing into the dining table. Rotten food exploded in every direction.
"Shut up," Allen growled.
The monster writhed, trying to reform. The woman's torso emerged from the top of it, hovering like a queen on a throne of failure. Her cracked porcelain face leaned forward—blood pouring from the corners of her empty eye sockets.
"You disappointed us," she croaked.
