Story 861: The Flesh Titan

The ground trembled beneath them. The newly formed mutant colossus stood fifteen feet tall, its body a writhing amalgamation of melted horrors. Faces stretched from its rippling flesh, screaming in agony as its elongated claws scraped against the concrete. Its tongue lashed out like a whip, leaving sizzling marks wherever it touched.

Evelyn’s breath caught in her throat. “It’s… evolving.”

Leon gritted his teeth. “We need a plan. NOW.”

Mia took a staggered step back. “How the hell do we kill something that won’t stay dead?”

The Flesh Titan let out a deafening roar. The sound shattered windows and sent a shockwave that knocked them off their feet. Lucas hit the ground hard, coughing blood. Reaper dragged him up.

“We need distance!” Reaper shouted.

Evelyn saw it before anyone else. The Titan was shifting. Its mutated flesh began reshaping, tendrils forming into bony spears. Then—

It hurled them.