Mutant frogs. Mutant frogs. How the hell did mutant FROGS get into his lab? Even though it's been hours since he managed to escape, Rex can still remember their battle cry, vividly, as if they were right behind him.

Aarrghggbrrlrlrbrbrl!

For the first time since this mess started, Rex was thankful that Tiamat was still locked up in her terrarium in his... hopefully safe apartment. It was at least several storeys up from the ground, unlike his lab, giving the monsters less of a chance to get in there. Rex envied his snake right now. She could sleep soundly while he was running for his life with a hefty black cat in his arms. Thankfully, the cat didn't yowl or claw at him like he normally would if a human grabbed him and started sprinting.

Rex ducked into an alley and leaned back against the brick, taking in quick gasps of breath. Well, at least years of practice running away from fights came in handy. He'd managed to evade everything that's gone after him so far, but he wasn't sure how much longer his luck would hold out.

Maybe now was a good time to try praying to the gods. Surely, Shada owed him for all the rituals he had to participate in when he worked as a nurse. Right?

Rex's momentary crisis of faith was interrupted when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning his head slightly, his eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of a... giant cobra. Larger than any king cobra he'd ever seen-- larger than they were capable of getting.

Well.

Rex may have an obsession with snakes, but he wasn't suicidal. Time to run in the opposite direction.