As he dives for the floor, long, sharp-looking spines sizzle past him, sinking holes in the floor around him. It seems that the Starcraft theme wasn't exclusive to just the big lug, as the mutalisk bears down on him. Until Star slams into it from the side, body-checking it into a wall with a sickening crunch. As she pulls back, it screams, and plummets to the ground, one wing broken and useless, landing with a wet spliat.