Xeno shook his head at this, his tone turning a bit more casual. "Briardell actually. They stumbled onto the virus by chance a while ago, which is to say they stole it, and basically they started playing around with it." He shrugged a bit as he sat up. "They wanted to see if cells similar to hunters, and your own I guess, could be made synthetically." Xeno raised his right arm which took on a large bladelike form nearly ten feet in length. "The results were quite grand..." With that the blade began to collapse. Slime pouring from it as Xeno collapsed into a pool. He then rose back up in his original form. "And completely unstable. I was basically offered the choice; eat you and see what happens, or get some private time with the incinerator."