Joachim collapsed to the floor, clutching the space where his arm had been, his scream echoing through the facility. Crystalline scales began to surface across his face.
Julius stepped forward and planted his heel against Joachim's stomach. The blade stopped just inches from his throat.
"Now tell me," Julius said. "What were you planning to do with those monsters?"
"Khh… Mikhailov…" Joachim gasped. "Don't tell me you're—"
"It doesn't matter who I am," Julius cut in. "I'm the one asking the questions."
"Haha… how blind I was…" Joachim let out a hoarse chuckle. "To think you were a German spy all along—Akh!"
Julius pressed his heel down harder against Joachim's stomach. The breath was forced out of him.
"You're even more psychotic than I am, you bastard," Joachim spat. "How long did you stay here, just to get close to me?"
"What are those creatures for?"
Joachim laughed again.
