Directing one of his hooves forward, Chitin held it just over your chest, right where Chrysalis showed you that impaling people isn't always fun. At least, it wasn't if you weren't the one doing the impaling. The wound had been patched with mucus from the two queens, which basically told you they threw up into your gaping chest wound. Also not happy about that. The result had left a greyish paste that had been trying to seal the wound, although after getting burnt, it had hardened and turned black.