Page 134 of Shadow of Death
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No arms. No legs anymore either. They’re gone.
Yellow. Everything is yellow.
I’m not cold anymore. The chilly air feels nice along my scales, and I blink, a strange, hungry excitement bubbling to life in my belly.
For the first time in my life, my monster isn’t curled up there.
We’ve switched places. My body belongs to the basilisk now, and Luca the man is confined to the small space in our gut.
Enraged and terrified, I scream to be set free. I’m a danger to everyone I care about, and I know exactly where we are. Every nerve in my body is shouting at me, telling me we’re home.
This is the motherfucking monster realm.
