OOC: But what you're also saying is Their armour is equivalent to Space Marine Armour. That's some pretty sweet hardware.<br/><br/>Andy looked up from where he was using ripped up cloth and utterly inadequate medical supplies to stop someone dying. It was too late for the man in black, who he now saw was nearly 7 feet tall, and kitted out with more than just normal armour. A Space Marine of some sort, though Andy didn't know enough about them to identify the chapter.<br/><br/>"That it's got 6 legs, is insectile and about 20 feet tall, and is able to duke it out in close combat with tanks. The race is called the Tyranids, a hive mind species that swarms across the galaxy, consuming the biomass of entire planets and leaving them lifeless husks.<br/><br/>"There are different races, varying widely in body form for different roles in combat. The queens create them, and casually modify them for a particular task. The Hive Tyrant is a command element, as well as being one of the nastiest regular units. Forget guns, you need a rocket launcher just to get this things attention, and it'll probably shrug that off like a soft ball. Well, that gun, a bolter, _might_ be able to scratch it."