the men moved around with little ease. in their hands, i could see a little needle containing our worst nightmare... it was the geostigma... whoever was in for it... well, they were in for it, big time. the first pure-white, a large man with a mustache and beard, walked around cages of fearful half-creatures. he was the one carrying the vile. often, he would pretend to be getting into a cage, just to scare the beast inside. then he would laugh and shut the cage, moving on.
it wasn't until he reached a large cage with a scaly dark green beast did he pick up the needle, an evil grin growing across his humanoid face. then, the thrusted the needle forward, stabbing the creature inside. the scales seemed to recoil and pull towards the needle. they moved like the scales of others, but they were bigger and stronger looking.
the scales twisted around the needle and bent, breaking the matel off and pulling it into themselves. a large paw, or even a tail maybe, lashed out and knocked the pure-white aside.
"hurry! shut the cage!"
the new pure-white bounded forward, slamming the cage shut and locking it.
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