May the fifth be with y-- no, that doesn't really work. I apologize.
Julian: [His arm trapped by the creature's grip, he looks backwards, cloak shattering] Ah--
[Distant oices sound from behind him, growing louder.]
Guard 1: What's wrong with the thing?
Guard 2: Never seen it like this-- call Control!
Guard 1: Hey, it's got ahold of something over there.
Guard 2: What--
[Julian struggles to free his arm; Tiara grabs it to try to help as well, just as flashlights shine from behind them]
Guard 2: --Trainees?
Guard 1: This is a restricted area! How did you get in here?
Guard 2: Wait, I recognize that one! It's subject E-10!