*Don't matter. Not human. Not mutant. Warped! Freak!*
A voice pierces through the bloodlust, just for a moment, before being engulfed again.
Meanwhile, a spotlight shines down on Lucas' physical form and there's a spray of pheremones. A grinding noise starts inside the chain mounts, their release imminent, as the beast's eyes contract, nostrils flaring.
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