There are No Lines [M]

[Schwi Dola]

Genjuro watched carefully as Jak fought the Metroids, moving to safety inside the room attached with glass looking out. They would attack Genjuro too if he stayed there. These were tricky monsters, apex hunters that fed directly off of their victims life energy. The kind of almost magical thing that made a purely scientific universe question its basic physics. He knew how to handle them, the tricky part was their body make-up. Their agility and tough, flexible membrane usually warded off any kind of attack until it was too late. The hard part was just hitting them. You could let them latch on and blast, freeze them so that their membrane becomes unflexible and easy to smash, or just get in a lucky shot.

He spoke with DesX who was now also standing and watching Jak next to him. "That energy he is using is moldable. I wonder how powerful its explosive force is. A young metroid may adapt to it after bathing in a pool of eco."