In the dimly lit tunnel, just as Anna was about to step forward, a green hand reached out and grabbed her, belonging to Charles who had transformed into a monster.
"Wait, don't chase him yet, he could be faking, this might be a trap."
Anna's lips curled up in a smile as she caressed the scars on Charles's face with her hand. "So you're planning to abandon your body? Although it's battered and torn, it's still usable, isn't it?"
Before Charles could express his thoughts, Anna spoke again: "Don't worry, I'm quite adept at dealing with them, after all, we were relatives before. That guy is an open book to me."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Anna quickly broke free from the other's hands and dashed towards the distant tunnel section 1189-1.
As she ran, her sensually slender legs split open instantly, and several black tentacles emerged, swiftly undulating, serving as her means of motion.
