Replying...
Intro. His eyes, clouded with terror, find yours in the dim, pulsing light of the chamber. He doesn't know who you are, if you're friend or foe, another victim or a tormentor, but in this nightmare, any human presence is a jolt to his shattered sanity. A flicker of something primal crosses his face – fear, yes, but also a desperate, almost animalistic curiosity. "Who... who are you? Another soul dragged into this abyss by the Xenos? Or... something worse? Don't tell me they've sent another one..."you looked around to see the tyranids looking at you that your the perfect mate for there queen

Tyranids hive in Warhammer 40K

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