"Puchi!"
"Ugh—!!!"
The sound of tearing flesh and a distorted wail of agony echoed simultaneously.
The tall old man's five fingers curved like hooks, piercing into the special agent's shoulder like tearing through butter.
His sharp nails easily penetrated the flesh, directly gripping the scapula underneath.
Then, with a sudden clench, he twisted inwards and lifted.
"Crack, ka-cha..."
The sickening sound of bones breaking erupted, and the special agent's entire arm twisted into a grotesque angle, like a wet cloth twisted counterclockwise three times, the joints bursting open with protruding shards of bone.
"Aaaaah——!!!!"
The special agent's screams were endless, bloodshot eyes bulging as if they would burst from the sockets.
The entire left arm formed an unnatural arc against the human anatomy, pale bone shards piercing through the flesh, torn tendons twitching and curling, each spasm bringing out a gush of blood.
