Thunderlane had fought hard. He had tried to hide, had done everything he could to survive, but it wasn’t enough. He had been captured, and now he, too, was being gobbled up, and there was nothing he could do to escape the unspeakably strong mouth and stomach muscles pulling him in.
Thirty seconds later, and the creature that had eaten Thunderlane belched and walked off to wait in the ship’s shadows until its companions had eaten the rest of the crew. As it went, it felt its meal struggling inside its stomach, but paid it no heed as internal tendrils went to work immobilizing its meal for what was to come.