Jace - Grip of Phyresis

Jace didn't look good. He was moving under his own power, but the wires growing through his flesh and bone were starting to break the skin, piercing through it and weaving themselves together in delicate loops, waving like cilia, even as they formed a shell around his arm. He had shifted the bag containing the sylex to the other side of his body, resting it against his hip as they hurried.

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ASSAULT ON NEW PHYREXIA | EPISODE 5: INEVITABLE RESOLUTIONS