Chapter 122 - Attack on The Academy. (7)

The pressure in the corridor didn't just increase; it became a physical entity, a mass of static and tension that made the air sting in the lungs. The floor, once a mirror of bluish polymer, was now a Dantesque tapestry of biological remains. The bodies of the creatures covered much of the surface, some reduced to inert masses of organic matter, while others still thrashed under the influence of residual spasms, their severed limbs scraping the metal in a final, futile attempt at aggression. Dark fragments dripped from the walls and ceiling—a sort of ichor that evaporated slowly into a dense, acrid smoke, its stench of rusted metal and burnt protein saturating the room's ventilation filters.