Klauster's screams continued to echo throughout the isolation room.
His massive body thrashed against the restraints as the tiny black creatures disappeared beneath his skin. The black veins across his arms began to writhe unnaturally, spreading in several directions before gradually converging around his neck. His eyes widened, his pupils trembling as though he were witnessing something beyond anyone else's perception.
"GET THEM OUT! GET THEM OUT OF ME!"
He jerked his head violently, laughing one moment and screaming the next. His expression twisted between terror and uncontrollable rage, and he even began shouting incoherently at people who weren't there.
Andrey watched the scene with a slight frown.
"...Is this normal?"
Luna stood beside him with her arms folded, observing her handiwork with apparent satisfaction.
"More or less."
"More or less?"
