Payne growled silently, grabbing a guard's feet before it could come into contact with his face. In one clench, the entire foot was crushed into pulp, amongst the guard's roars of pure pain and agony. Activating all of his biomass, and ignoring the pain that came with it, Payne's body suddenly erupted in fleshy, blood-red and black spikes and tendrils, bursting from the man's body and piercing through five guards that were surrounding him. The razor-sharp tendrils completely ignored the riot armor and shields, piercing it as if it was plastic. Once the tendrils were caught in their body, the five guards were abruptly thrown towards Payne, who was simply standing there, his arms now large, wicked-looking crimson blades. In one swing, he decapitated the penta, their blood spouting rivers into the air.

"You're all...DEAD." His voice came out dangerous, quiet, and disembodied, as he stomped the bodies into gory biomass and absorbed them. Once he was done, he glanced over at the others, whipping his head back and jerking it forward, his tongue coming out as an abnormally long pike, flying through the air and piercing a guard, that was aiming a gun at a scared female prisoner, through the neck.