CHAPTER TWENTY: FIRST SIT TOGETHER

Northeast from the walls of Stell City, a canyon lies along one of the paths of the city’s great river fork – Stell- Fifth Claw Canyon.

A man screamed in pain, thrashing on the ground as his body oozed thick drops of yellow liquid that had been pooling around him for a while. The most distinct oddities at the moment are his enlarged limbs and bulged torso covered in what appeared to be scales.

“How long does the transformation take to complete?”

“We were told it’s not fixed. It depends on how well the infected can adapt.”

Here, a large number of humans converge in a large cave. These are the men and women who had publicly saved the low-district criminal the other day – The Scriptures Rejecters. Now, the arsonist himself is sitting on a large rock with the old woman who had released the first few shots. They watched as the screaming man's skin slowly gave way and he mutated into a seven-foot crocodile. The audience watching scurried away from the creature now in place of the man.

“Can