((Wall-o-text. Again. Sorry.))
*The winged Hive Tyrant stands atop its stricken ship, quickly surrounded by several other monsters as Fury of Frostmourne casts, some looking like a cross between rhinos and Ridley Scott's Aliens, the others seemingly the brain and spine of some nightmare creature, hovering gently above the ground. The brain-things create a barrier of some sorts around their master.*
*FoF hits the bug things square on, killing the smaller ones instantly, while the larger wallow in agony for a few moments more. Their corpses detonate, shredding nearby demons with bits of claw and bone and chitin. Several of the floating brains also screech in pain and explode messily, as well as one of the heavyset monsters, but the Tyrant remains unscathed. The demons themselves look only sightly baffled, but unharmed (save for a few runty ones that also die).*
((It appears Demons are Shadow-Immune. GG! Hint: Use ICC abilities, not HoR Fluff spells.))
"Too muchhh Food to manage propperly..."
*The Tyrant takes to the air in the expanse of the chasm and dives at nearby demons, slicing some in half with its bone-like sword, grabbing others with the disturbingly agile whip in its other upper arm and flinging them into the expanding pools of puss-green soup that the ship is now slowly turning into. Others still are shredded by blasts from the living gun cradled in the things' lower arms, spiky tendrils erupting wherever the weapon's projectiles hit. It seems to pay little attention to the efforts of Tellemurius, Twi, MM & Co. that are hacking the demons apart like crazy,*