Dust could feel the change sweeping over the She-Devil. He felt his own body reacting to the danger. For a moment, it felt like he was trapped inside himself, struggling to get out. Saliva flooded his mouth and when he tried to swallow it, his tongue brushed against the back of his teeth. That wouldn’t have been a problem if it wasn’t for the fact that his canines felt strange, longer than normal.
His vision suddenly cleared and he swore it was sharper than before. He could see the pulsing vein in the She-Devil’s throat. The sound of her heartbeat like a drum in his head. Dust backed up, staring through the doors of the burning building. He could see a figure emerge from it. Behind him, he could hear the grinding gears of the bus as Sammy sped away. All of this he was able to process with
