Inhuman stood, confident as he looked around the room. And then he saw the woman with a bone spike with the bone spike in her forehead. She was pulling a chair up to Savannah and Brighthead's table.
" Cmon, Inhuman." Anaconda said, pulling on his arm. " We can't do this." Inhuman pulled his fingers off.
" Shut up!" Inhuman barked. Suddenly, Anaconda's arm elongated, lifting him off the floor.
" Don't talk to me like that." Anaconda snarled. " If you do, I will crush your head like a soda can. It will be very painful." Anaconda's grip tightened, cutting off Inhuman's air supply.
Gills popped out of Inhuman's cheeks. He kept breathing easily. Anaconda dropped him. Inhuman landed easily. Anaconda relaxed.
Inhuman grimanced, then pulled up a chair to the Epic table.