[Cursed Street]

Gene kicks at the hulking crow monster!

It feels an awful lot like kicking an over-stuffed pillow. Suffice to say the monster doesn't budge. At least until Amil's tail clips it and sends it tumbling through the air, leaving a trail of loose crow feathers behind.

Ha!

That should give her time to cast her spells!

Amil slinks between the crow-thing and Gene, aiming to do her best body-guard impression!

"Are you alright?" the Tyranid inquires even while their foe begins righting itself once again.