It was a fresh little army of mutated Zerg that tore itself free of the forest trees, screeching, scrambling for a target to kill.
The first mothership that Geron rode on his way here and the other mothership that came later with another batch of reinforcements were stumped by the sudden surge.
They were caught by the high-speed spread of this mutation. The trees around them mutated and immediately went to attack anyone in their way.
The mothership's shields shrieked. Their hulls buckled. Both motherships went down in gouts of fire. Cries were heard across the forest as the mecha pilots tried to resist and protect the mothership.
Many were hurt.
Most were still alive.
Neville watched Ethan try hard to get his attention. He kept on spending his chance to escape for nothing.
Neville's expression didn't change much, but something in his slit-pupiled eyes went cold and very, very flat.
It seems that you still didn't understand your place.
