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Technically, Zane had already died once already. It wasn't really a process he wanted to repeat, especially not in a slow, painful way. It didn't l look like he had a lot of choice in the matter, though, seeing as he was currently having his windpipe crushed by an giant alien. By this point he'd stopped fighting back, all of his strength focused on trying to breathe as his eyes watered from pain and terror. That wasn't working out too well either. It scared him, really. To think that he'd escaped death once just to be thrown back to it in a significantly less pleasant way.

Just as his vision had started to black out completely, a number of things happened at one. There was an explosion. Something sticky and foul-smelling splattered him. And he suddenly hit the ground with a thud. Zane reacted as soon as the grip on his throat released, coughing and gasping as he tried to get air to his starved lungs. Ugh, he felt like he was going to be sick. And when he realized he was covered in alien guts, he almost was. Zane shuttered, wiping the gore from his face. What the hell had happened? One minute he was at death's door, then next he was sticky with extraterrestrial innards and still very much alive.

Struggling to his hands and knees, he noticed he wasn't the only one in this state. Aleksandra was next to him, and he recognized his own gun near her. Had she... Shakily rising to his feet, he made his way over and helped her up, grabbing his gun. "Hey, you alright?" He was still trying to grasp the fact that anyone had helped him. Him. The kind of person others looked down on like dirt and spat at in passing. It was quite the change of pace, and certainly not an unwelcome one. "Guess I owe you one now, huh?" he chuckled weakly, throat still pretty sore from strangulation. "Thanks."

The tender moment would have to wait, though. The other aliens clearly weren't too happy to see one of their own blown to bits. Already the beasts were closing it, circling the two alien hunters. "Shit. These guess don't give up, do they?" Standing close to Aleksandra, he raised his gun, ready to fire at the first creature that came at him.