The fight was tough and not easy to defeat. The beasts moved quickly to try to temper him, to scratch him, to damage him through animal instincts far from the ambiguous human mentality. But everything is okay: he was kicking ass with his fellow from Bat-family. But one second he was careless, that guard was held back when his ally was wounded, and the moment struck him. He wanted to go rescue they, save his teammate, but it was too late.

His world fell apart to see how his friend failed before his eyes. That green star had gotten inside the only person he had in that ruined city, he could see how the infected body trembled and writhed in grunts, with the figure strangely lengthening and fur sticking out.

Then, the steps of a third party were too fast and unexpected. He was distracted by seeing you fail, and one of the infected came out to attack him, winning a blow and then getting up, but before he received another brutal blow, a blurry mess was made in his mind.

The beast that his friend had become shot out to bite his neck, dripping with foreign blood. Releasing the enemy, he turned his head to look at them with those angry eyes as a growl fled from them.

You had saved him.

He stood still looking at you, believing that you would soon throw yourself at him. In fact, you approached, staying at least a few feet away. Damian was surprised to feel the bestiality you had become touch him, he could feel her nose sniffing his gloved hand.

“You…” Damian slowly knelt down and raised a hand to touch you, but still not suspicious. “Do you recognize me?” You are the only infected he has seen behaving that way, taking care of him. Everyone else is just looking to hunt, but you snout at him as if caught his scent.