It’s still hunting those closest to it, following the trail. It would find Hallie first, then Cienn.

of her wounds, but with a wound this significant, it would need more time to heal. Croaker laughed over her and she looked up at him, blood splattered across her face, before she vanished with a blinding flash of light and the BOOM of thunder. Croaker won this round.

The kinship Nettle felt for her will not save her. Join us or die.

Then her meat will feed their forces.

She can join him.

The horde surrounded her, forming a ring as they held back their advance at the edge of the lightning that sparked and lunged, daring any to step close enough. The monster that was once Nettle watched Hallie, drool dripping from its maw and leech-like tongue whipping back and forth.

Not any longer.

It screeched loudly, fury in the shrill call… call for back-up. Other symbiotes appeared, scampering up the building’s facade at incredible speeds. She had a choice. Continue the fight and risk being overrun, or retreat like a coward.

It screeched as it was stabbed, sending it down into the street. It recovered insanely quickly, hopping in short bursts, extending its tongue in a blink, trying to wrap it around her neck.

Thick saliva dripped from its maw as it clung to the glass of one of Gotham’s many skyscrapers. It was just watching, waiting. Waiting for her to move.

She is being watched, hunted.

He’s chasing someone down the street, leaping from building to building.

Relationship Goals.