Gunnar Hedrickssen cowered behind a plas shipping crate. His MkV blaster quivered as each step forward by the huge beast that now filled bay 5 with their bulk, rang like a bell of doom.
Lornhe tried to lean past him to see the aliens for herself. Gunnar grabbed her arm tightly and whispered one word from his frightened lips, "Grendel!"
The sound of movement stopped. A wide powerful shadow loomed across the two humans. Lornhe instinctively looked up. Gunnars grip tightened like a vice.
Shocked still. Without demonstrating any fear, any emotion, any movement, she calmly mouthed into the open channel, "Now lieutenant! It's your party!"