[tylarth]

At some unseen command the black chitinous horde lurched forward, lightning flashing from the lead kinchers. They ignored the homin now someways back after his moment of panic and charged the White Bodoc. The Bodoc began to violently swing his head at the lead of the mass, smashing kitins with ease.
The homin saw the Bodoc shrug off the lightning, the acids and spittles from the hoard leaving wakes of destroyed kitin in his stampede. The carnage must have continued for some minutes, the now night air thick with the smell of ozone and kitin ichor... the kitin numbers has fallen significantly, the Bodoc unharmed but somewhat slower. From the rear of the kitin numbers a large black kitin loomed in to view, the clouds parted from the moon, bathing the hugh form in eerie light. A kipee larger than any kitin he'd seen, shiny black, with horny growths about its shell. The homin thought with dread....
'' Kipo, father of a million young, consort to a hundred queens''