Liam lingered a moment longer, eyes fixed on the writhing hybrid still bound by thick shadow-chains. The creature twitched and spasmed, its limbs jerking like a puppet on frayed strings. A low, animalistic whimper escaped its throat—more beast than man now—as frothy saliva bubbled from the corners of its cracked lips. The root-like growths that split through its flesh pulsed erratically, glowing with unstable myst, the energy within flaring like a candle about to burn out.
"Yeah… looks like there's nothing left human in you," Liam muttered under his breath.
He stepped back just in time to avoid another sudden jolt from the creature. It hissed—a harsh, broken sound—before finally slumping forward, spent. Its muscles continued to spasm faintly, but there was no strength left in its struggling. It wouldn't be getting loose anytime soon.
