595 propped herself up with one arm as her suit powered back on. She looked woozily around her as items appeared back in her HUD one by one. This must have been where they birthed new centipede things. There were different sizes of creatures here, from tiny handfuls to adults about half the size of the monsters that’d attacked them. They all kept their distance, writhing over one another as far from her prone form as they could. It didn't seem like they had any fight left in them.

The Agent got clumsily to her feet as Rareth came and towered over her. “What happened? Did you get them?” She brushed past the Datius, back out into passage and over to where the centipede corpses lay dead. She picked up her pistol from the ground and inspected it for damage, before clocking the heap of black ash on the floor. She recognised what it was immediately, but didn’t remember creating it, which was unusual. She noted that her urges were sated, at least right now. She must have been knocked out right after feeding.

595 turned to the Datius, who had followed her out. She wondered what the Rothian had seen. “Well? Did you see what happened?"