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"Well, he's an ugly bugger." remarked Adden, his nose crinkling with distate. The bug was convusling in a pool of bloodied mud. It had been overturned by the force of the shot, leaving the underbelly and mouthparts cleanly exposed. He saw the creature's stubbly appendages twitching desperately in the air.

Adden loosened another shot on the insectoid's thorax and the painful palpitations came to a halt. He nudged the inert mass of flesh and cartilage with a fallen branch as a precautionary measure. It did not stir.

"It's dead."

The many-limbed monster did not seem altogether palatable to Adden. He had consumed lizards and worms whole during desert campaigns in the Sahara without the slightest complaint, but now he found mere thought of chewing on the slime-coated entrails and arms of this creature, nauseating.

"You sure this is edible?" he asked Derek, visibly concerned.