Despair threatened to consume Sakura, a suffocating wave of helplessness washing over her. Watching Lucas's grotesque "feast," she could bear it no longer.
A primal scream ripped from her throat, directed at the fading figure of Takeshi. "Takeshi! Don't you dare die! Get me out of here!"
Takeshi's vision, blurring into a gray haze, suddenly sharpened, the colors of the scene bursting back into horrifying clarity. The hazy sounds around him solidified, becoming distinct and terrifying. Takeshi's eyes snapped open. He looked down at his abdomen, his gaze falling upon the horrifying sight of Lucas actually gnawing on the flesh surrounding his wound.
"f**k you!" Takeshi roared, summoning strength from some unknown reserve, even with his ruptured spleen, to shove Lucas away with a surprising
