The lake of nectar began to churn violently. These weren't mere ripples; they were tectonic upheavals. Suddenly, the ground itself erupted in a spray of rock and glowing blue sludge. BOOM! An earthquake shattered the grotto's silence, sending car-sized stalactites crashing from the ceiling.
From the glowing depths, she emerged. A vision of prehistoric nightmare. Her body exceeded two meters in diameter, her length seemingly infinite as she uncoiled from the abyss. Unlike her offspring, this creature possessed eight atrocious limbs situated just below her head—chitinous, jagged legs reminiscent of a Facehugger's anatomy, but on a titanic, world-ending scale.
The Queen let out a roar that wasn't just heard, but felt in the very marrow of Ethan's bones. ROAAAAAARRRRRR! "Damn it!" said Ethan, shielding his eyes as sprays of acidic saliva hissed through the air, melting the stone wherever they landed with a corrosive Ssssssss.
