Jack saw the creature draw his blade, then laughed mirthlessly and yelled in his many voices, "You want to try something?! Don't give me any excuses!" Jack turned back to the door and waited for the Zygotes. He wanted to rip them apart piece by piece until there was nothing left of them. He wanted to slaughter them, to bathe in their blood, to devour their entrails. Jack was full of rage, beyond psychotic levels of it in fact. Jack continued listening for anything that would suggest the enemy was close by...