One of the creatures, whistling as it sliced the air, plummeted straight onto the central metal table, just half a meter from Leo’s face. Its hideous, elongated muzzle with a blunt, leathery, hammer-like growth twitched nervously; its huge gray nostrils flared, drawing in the air — his scent — and its small, whitish, completely blind eyes flared in the light of the fallen lamp with a murky, infernal violet fire
