The monstrum is uninterested in anything other than sedating its hunger. It is left yearning for something forgotten, a past that is creeping back up after centuries of slumber.
A mass of dark tendrils and eyes amassing into a coherence form. Zinn can manifest in a number of forms depending on the amount he has consumed. In his weaker state, he is nothing more than an appendage jutting out of Maika's missing arm.