[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.