The black shield travels up his arm, smoking and hissing as it burns away cloth.
"hyaaah"
Syren stumbles back into the glass wall, breaking it, and falls into the hallway.
I can make it go away
"aaaah, yes, make it staaaahp." Syren clutches his arm.
Feed me... The soul of a human.
"never, I'll nev- aaaah!" the shadow is over his chest.