Screeeech. The sharp edge of the axe scraped against the floor, producing a spine-chilling sound. Ha Yeong twisted her lips.

“Hah, disgusting. What are you, some kind of spider?!”

She fumbled at her waist, grabbing a glass vial and hurling it to the ground. Crash — purple liquid splattered across the floor, bubbling and frothing. From the seething pool, a grotesque, twisted mass of flesh began to rise.

Sssshh… The marble floor and walls began to melt away. Ha Yeong pulled out a gas mask and strapped it on.

“Stop him! I don’t care if you kill him!”

Ha Yeong ran. Not much further now. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted. It wasn’t even locked. Bang — the door to the lab swung open.

Inside the lab, there was nothing. No captured mutants, no researchers. Everyone had probably gone to deal with the chaos outside. Ha Yeong’s eyes scanned the room quickly.