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1: The beast looms over the overturned mine cart, slid down the ledge, its ropes attached to the downed horse. Jocelyn cradles the baggage where they fell, her dress ripped.

2: Jocelyn clings to the chest as the large bug’s claws grab onto it and tug back.

3: The queen pulls the chest easily out of the small bug’s hands, hissing down at her with no sentient recollection.

4: The queen recoils, lowering her head as a bullet whizzes by.

5: Ikal is on the ground, holding his gun up, lit by a dropped lantern.