It’s still hunting those closest to it, following the trail. It would find Hallie first, then Cienn.

of her wounds, but with a wound this significant, it would need more time to heal.

Croaker laughed over her and she looked up at him, blood splattered across her face, before she vanished with a blinding flash of light and the BOOM of thunder.

Croaker won this round.

+ stone sprinkling onto her hair and sticking into her wounds.

Now it would play with its food.

Slowly, it hopped towards her, a distorted, sickly laugh echoing from somewhere in it.

It had won. This was its kill, its prize.

Electricity by no means had been pleasant, but the agony it had portrayed was just that; an act.

The thick jaw chewed once more before thrashing her side to side, flesh tearing beneath the razors it called teeth. With a thrashing of its head, it threw her against a wall, dust and bits of +

+ crushed another’s windpipe. She was whipped down into the concrete, face first, before the tongue released and thick claws took its place. It lifted her into its mouth while she was dazed, teeth sinking into her side, a concoction of drool and blood pouring from its mouth.

It had planned, acted.

The symbiote screeched, writhing on the street as electricity coursed through it… but then, it stopped.

No more writhing, no more screeching. Just that wicked grin and eyeless facade that turned to meet Hallie’s gaze.

It’s tongue shot out, wrapping around her neck so tightly it might have +

The blast of the grenade sent him to the ground, seizing as electricity coursed through him. The symbiote that covered Nettle began to vibrate, a screech ringing out as it was burned by the electricity.

For a moment, a brief moment, Nettle’s face was revealed before being engulfed once more.

The kinship Nettle felt for her will not save her.

Join us or die.

+ jagged teeth, aimed to shred the hand Hallie had on the staff.

Croaker grabbed a nearby symbiote, tossing the figure towards Hallie. It wasn’t mindless, it could think, could plan.

And if the lightning arched to others, perhaps it would give him an opening. As the creature was thrown, Croaker shot out it’s tongue, the mouth at the end of it filled with +

Then her meat will feed their forces.

She can join him.

The horde surrounded her, forming a ring as they held back their advance at the edge of the lightning that sparked and lunged, daring any to step close enough.

The monster that was once Nettle watched Hallie, drool dripping from its maw and leech-like tongue whipping back and forth.

Not any longer.

It screeched loudly, fury in the shrill call… call for back-up. Other symbiotes appeared, scampering up the building’s facade at incredible speeds.

She had a choice. Continue the fight and risk being overrun, or retreat like a coward.

It screeched as it was stabbed, sending it down into the street.

It recovered insanely quickly, hopping in short bursts, extending its tongue in a blink, trying to wrap it around her neck.

Thick saliva dripped from its maw as it clung to the glass of one of Gotham’s many skyscrapers.

It was just watching, waiting.

Waiting for her to move.

She is being watched, hunted.

He’s chasing someone down the street, leaping from building to building.

Relationship Goals.