Ren Qing watched as the possum's body swelled in the blink of an eye.
Its fur receded, and its appearance became more and more human. In the end, however, it remained half-man, half-rat, with bestial claws for hands and feet.
The mouse-man, Wang San, rushed toward Ren Qing, but his expression held no killing intent. Instead, it was dominated by fear.
Ren Qing frowned and swung his blade, decapitating Wang San.
The emaciated man in the Prison Cell instantly stopped breathing. His body was then absorbed by Abi Hell itself, as if he had never existed.
Ren Qing glanced around, his face expressionless, and then turned to leave.
But just as he disappeared around the corner, a throwing knife shot through the blood-vessel bars, embedding itself straight into the shadows in the corner.
A rat's squeal rang out.
The hidden possum cowered in the corner, continuously making sounds of begging for mercy.
