At that moment.
Although the transparent dome was trembling rapidly, the vibrations were not very strong. After being weakened inch by inch by hundreds of meters of earth, they were barely perceptible on the surface. The commercial street was still bustling with people coming and going. No one could have realized that a massive disaster, one capable of devouring hundreds of lives, was slowly brewing beneath their feet.
Shack returned from the underground tunnel to the first floor of the shop. He had planned to reveal his true form here, but then he reconsidered. Wouldn't that expose the fact that something was wrong with the handicraft shop?
"Old Rogers, I'll have to trouble you with this."
Shack went back down into the tunnel and soon found another passage Cheetah had collapsed. The glossy black Symbiote Suit morphed into an enormous, spiraling drill bit, which plunged effortlessly into the soil beneath the commercial street under its owner's control.
In just a few breaths, Shack drilled up through the first floor of the closed bookstore. He brushed off the dust that wasn't there and surveyed the silent shop. Through the glass, he happened to spot a lovey-dovey young couple walking down the street, wrapped in each other's arms.
"How dare you flaunt your love in front of me!"
Boundless frustration and jealousy struck like a torpedo launched into the deep sea. The moment it ignited, it stirred up a colossal wave. Shack's arms slowly lengthened and drooped, while his body began to revert from its human shape to his Mutant True Form.
Tentacles formed from the Symbiote Suit covered the monster, which nearly filled the entire first floor of the bookstore. His rapidly expanding body burst straight through the flimsy floor above.
The tremendous crash made passersby stop in alarm and stare