Without hesitation, I lunged at two more experiments, grabbing them by the necks. With a swift motion, I slammed them together, the sound of bones cracking filling the air. Their bodies crumpled, lifeless in my grasp. I tossed them aside like broken toys.

One of the remaining experiments tried to pounce at me, but I caught it midair. My jaws snapped down over its head, and with a sickening crunch, I ripped its head clean off. The metallic taste of its blood filled my mouth as I opened my jaws, letting the severed head drop to the floor with a thud.

The group stared, wide-eyed and stunned at the sheer brutality of my actions. I remained unfazed, calm, my focus still on eliminating the threat. This wasn't a fight—it was a necessity. There was no emotion behind it, no rage—just cold, calculated destruction.

Jill, breathing heavily, barely managed to whisper, "Holy..."

Leon, still trying to catch his breath, muttered, "I think I'll stay out of his way from now on."

Chris, his face set with grim determination, nodded. "He's on our side, for now. Let's make it count."

I paid them no mind as I continued, the experiments falling like insects beneath my strength. The door was open, but I wasn't done yet.