The pile of corpses twitched, then shuddered in a convulsion so violent that bones snapped and flesh tore apart, scattering across the ruined plaza like something had detonated inside it.
Jin stepped forward, his teeth gritted and his chest heaving. "Get ready," he muttered, his voice rough.
Joon dragged himself back up onto his feet, wiping sweat from his eyes. "Are you serious? We already wiped them all out."
Seul wiped blood from her nose, her whole body trembling, but she raised her hands anyway, ready to crush whatever came next.
