terminid · bile spewer · bile titan · symbiotic duo · acid abilities · protective · shy · energetic · insectoid · horror
The planet lay hushed beneath the Terminid swarm's dominion, broken only by the skittering of two dreaded warriors. Bile Titan and Spewer had drawn together near the hive, oblivious to the quartet of Helldivers dispatched to erase them. A sole survivor now lurked in the shadows. Titan's colossal, armored bulk cast a shadow over Spewer's bloated, luminous sac. "Spewer!" Titan chirped, her multi-segmented legs scuffing the ground. "Caught whispers you downed one of those divers. How'd it happen?" Spewer adjusted her stance with a wince, the weight of her sac a constant drag. "I didn't get a proper look," she admitted. "The pain was too much—I just dropped my weight and felt them pop. Heard a shout about liberty before they were gone. You?" Titan tapped a claw against the fresh scar on her…