04-10-2017, 09:17 PM
When it noticed Dell was not persuing it, Zenith slowed. It need not breath, but needed sustenance. With no host, it would starve, and in such critical condition, it would not survive another round. This world was indeed a cruel one. Maybe beyond the next gate there would be something a bit more welcoming. A host, perhaps... or chocolate... Or both... Just the memories of chocolate calmed the Symbiote. It gave it some sense of courage, or at least allowed it to forget its fears for a time being; long enough to cross through the gate and into the Frozen Fields.