The soldiers all swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down as they instinctively looked toward the wall. It was too miserable—truly too miserable. These Lizardmen were far stronger and faster than ordinary people. Even unarmed, their claws and tails were hugely lethal, which was why fully armed soldiers had always operated in squads. Yet such a formidable genetically modified creature had had its head crushed in the young man's grip. With a casual toss, it had smashed through a wall, its robust body pulverized into a bloody mess.