Note: Text in sketch is rough. The content below shows revision and my be revised again once moving to the painting stage.
En mass, the humans jaws tightened, eyes pinched and anger filled each fiber of their body. Their blood ceased to flow, replaced by purr rage. Individuals morphed into a mob chasing then tearing apart an unfortunate mannikin – an abomination that was an affront to their belief that they were the children of the divine.
The other mannikins fled as quick as their awkward bodies could move. Within their collective minds they heard the curdling cry of their fallen companion, that seamed to echo mournfully for eternity. They fled towards the wasteland hearing their pursuers howling blocks away, hungry for destruction.
Unleashed, an untamed wildness within taps into the primal heart of man .... to run, un-haltered to destroy anything outside of his tribe.