The egg twitched. Its smooth surface stretched as if something was trying to break through from inside. The slime seeped out, flowing down the base.

With a sharp push, the top of the egg opened like petals. A facehugger burst out from inside.

Instantly. He was already on the move. His limbs—long, wriggling—opened in a leap. Her wet body shone in the light. The claws, curved and sharp, hungrily reached forward. The tail, like a living whip, balanced and controlled the throw.

In a split second, he's already in the air, flying straight towards you. The limbs are open like a trap.