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wasn’t ready for such a show of raw power. Being a Magi she had been about ready to come forward and say something to it but it had moved before she had the chance, and that’s when the screaming started. 
    One of the men next to the tomb was first, a sudden swing of its great fist flung the scientist against the back wall, bloody, broken and dead before he hit the floor. Horlack lunged forward with one hand to grab a man by the torso, Horlack’s fingers wrapping round his body. At the same time, with its fang filled Maw opened wide Horlack leant forward towards one of the women. Stephanie didn’t have time to scream as her whole head and part of her shoulder disappeared into Horlack’s mouth. Her body panicked and seemed to go into a fit, but when Horlack tensed his jaw and forced it to clamp down on her with a sickening crack of bone she stopped moving, while her head and shoulder came clean away in a spray of gore.
    Horlack chewed, crunched and swallowed, reared back and roared at the heavens, it seemed to be revelling in its freedom. The man in his hand struggled and screamed until Horlack slammed his head into the ceiling. Like a raving mad dog Horlack lifted the quivering body to his blood filled mouth and bit a leg clean off before spitting it to the floor where it landed in the lap of the panic stricken Shannon, who still sat on her bum from when the tombs explosion knocked her off her feet. She took one look at the twitching leg and descended into hysterical wailing.
    Jonathon, who stood at the back of the room, and seemed to have kept his head a little better, moved forward and kicked one of the lamps at the beast. It bounced off its thigh and landed harmlessly a few metres away, its light extinguished. He brandished one of the teams crowbars while Christopher, his assistant, stood next to him with the second one. The fear etched on their faces told Amy they knew they had no chance, but they clearly wanted to go down fighting. Horlack spun on them and took in what it saw for a moment. A guttural demonic sound came from the Demon, it seemed to be chuckling to itself under its breath, amused at the two brave but ultimately stupid little humans before it. Chris tensed up, holding his iron bar in a threatening manner at Horlack.
    ‘Come on!’ he barked, his voice breaking with terror.
    Horlack moved. Its arm flicked out and the mangled body it held flew across the room and slammed into Chris, smashing him to the floor as the Iron Bar clattered away from his grasp. In the shock he suffered at this action, Jonathon didn’t see Horlack’s other arm snap out. Horlack’s fist clamped round Jonathon’s head and body and squeezed. Jonathon’s legs went into a spasm for a moment as Horlack’s grip crushed him like a grape.
    Taking a step forward Horlack lifted up the limp form of Jon and advanced upon Chris who had barely come to his senses. Blood pouring from his head, he looked up just in time to see Horlack’s fist with Jon’s legs poking out from the bottom of it come slamming down on him, blood and viscera exploded from the impact that shuck the room. Horlack lifted his hand to his mouth and licked his dripping palm as his gaze fell on the hysterical woman in the corner, still wide eyed and crying at the torn off leg in her lap. The sound seemed to aggravate Horlack and he moved towards her. Shannon looked up as Horlack’s fist was driven into her so hard that he buried his fist in the wall.
    Meanwhile Amy remained silent, keeping to the edge of the room she inched towards the door, trying not to draw Horlack’s attention to her. As she moved along the sidewall, she watched in fascination at this engine of destruction as it tore into the last few team members, clawing and biting and ripping them in two. It lasted just a few seconds. Horlack had killed the whole team in under a minute and with barely breaking a sweat. Amy had made it along the sidewall to the corner of the room, just a short stretch of