The more he cuts, the more they seem to go crazy, ripping each other open. He's not afraid, of course he's not, but it's pretty damn unsettling. Listening behind him, he hears Amos yell the all clear and delivers one last slash as he backs up, checking behind him. The bugs seem to be caught up in their feeding frenzy, and he reaches the doors without incident finally, wiping stray bug blood from his cheek and finally slamming the door behind them, leaning against it. "They were tearing each other apart, it's completely insane--hey, wait. Is that...are we underground still?!" His sentence is interrupted as he looks up into the sky--or lack of, staring at the darkness overhead with an accusatory glare.