[Cealocanth]

With locked horns and tusks, you suddenly stop channeling water through your jets and halt the opposite pressure, allowing the large Translucoid to push you. Maintaining the locked horns and tusks position, and pretending that he is actually pushing you, you find yourself drifting across the clearing towards a vibrant purple crowd. Still, the longer you hold onto him, the more dangerous he becomes, and just at the point that you think you can't overcome him anymore, you quickly flick your cilia to the side, causing both of you to spin, until you find that you are pushing him to an angry crowd, and that is what you were counting on.

A few members of the crowd notice that the unprotected backside of the large Translucoid is exposed and jet themselves toward the weak spot. Some manage to get themselves straight across the clearing in order to tear into the large Translucoid. Although your plan is working, the large Translucoid is being consumed by the crowd, you suddenly notice a large problem. You're well attached to him, and the flailing horns and tusks are beginning to draw your blood.

In a reflex defense, you suddenly reverse your jets and wrench away from the crowd. In the process, you feel your weaponry being torn from your face, but it seems that your shell-like horns and tusks are stronger that the translucent crystal weaponry of the Translucoids, and the splitting sound of the large Translucoid's horn and tusks shattering fills the air, raining down small shards of translucent crystal on the battlefield.

You watch as the crowd slowly consumes the Translucoid, some simply tearing him apart, others actually consuming him. A creeper goo-purple cloud forms around the carnage, obscuring the probably gruesome sights of this political overthrowing.

When the cloud clears, the vibrant purple crowd turns to you in utter rage.
Several jet forward, only to suddenly reverse course, knowing that you, the orchestrater of this, would most likely kill them to show who you are. This is your chance to show that you are the greatest your species has to offer. Who will your people be?

You have 1 Health

You have 4 Stomach

You have 2 Endurance

You have 8 DNA

You're also surprisingly low on everything, except for DNA. Sleeping must happen, soon.