"Use? You mean like eating it? Well, we did do them the favor of extracting it for them..." Nagate spun the Tsugumori around with his rifle, sniping at the approaching eels. One down, then two.

Then a change appeared in the creatures' behavior. Instead of pursuing the shuttle, the remaining three began circling around to snap at the remnants of their fallen comrades, growing ever more frenzied in their behavior.

Almost like Earth sharks -- though sadly, Nagate had never had the occasion to see any for himself. "What are they doing?"