"And just in case... I've got one other nightmarish abomination in the arsenal." The boss pushed a button a remote... a tube's cover slide up, revealing...
"Is! Is that a kitsune?!" It sure looked like a naked nine-tailed fox woman.
The boss shrugged. "Naw. This is a Kumiho. They were from Korea, or that was where they staked out their hunting ground as least from their pocket realm all these monsters have. None of the other monsters seemed to mind us wiping them out. ... You could call them 'cousins' to the kitsune, in a fashion."
Those with magic senses in the room could tell, the fox woman might have had nine tails, but she wasn't near the power of the legendary nine tails kitsune.
The Boss took out his cell phone. "Hey, Malcolm! No, no hard feelings about you poisoning my breakfast flakes! I mean, what's some cyanide between buddies right? Just so you know, all the doors and windows except the way I want you to go have been locked and sealed. So why don't we say hello."
Malcolm nervously walked down the hallway, a syringe in his pocket filled with enough poison to kill ten men, and a suicide capsule just in case. But he forgot all of that he was who was waiting for him.
"Latoya! You're alive! I knew that the hospital had to had to have made a mistake!"
"I'm right here Malcolm," the naked woman that was the spitting image of Malcolm's wife welcomed him with open arms. Malcolm didn't hesitate to embrace her.
"Ya might wanna all turn away for this next bit," the Boss said. An animistic snarl came next, the tear of flesh, the snapping bones...
And a couple seconds later, the nine tailed fox woman licking her fingers of the blood. Malcolm thankfully on his side, already dead, his back to the group to spare them the sight of the hole in his chest.
"Kumiho feed on human hearts. As Miss Choon-Hee just showed."
"Been way too long since I fed!" The Kumiho stood to her full height. "And no reason I should stop now!"
"Except yer my slave, remember?" The boss said so causally.
"Oh right." Choon-Hee said like it impersonal fact. "So that's what that whole ritual was. Guess my free will got totally destroyed huh?"
"Obliterated. Long and painful procedure. There's a reason every dictator on the planet doesn't use it." The boss said simply.
"Meh. I hope I'm useful as your expendable pawn then." She said with a totally straight face. "So what Boss? Want to me to spy? Kill someone? You know human hearts, once you munch on one you can't stop." It would have been LESS creepy if she'd said it in some zombie like monotone.
"You're my force multiplayer. Along with the vampire and werewolf. Do what you were born to do. And be sneaky to boot. If you're lucky, you can eat the heart of a wizard!"
"... Never tasted the heart of a wizard before, cool."