The explosion threw plenty of visceral and goo in every direction and the swarm went all crazy with the loss of the queen. Less organized but louder and frantic than before, revenge for the loss of their leader. Assiah ducked under the swarm's latest attack and focused on the closest of these bugs. "Thanks for the spatter pattern, like you didn't have any shampoo on the ship to begin with." The fire pushed them back enough to give her some breathing room, to get back to clearing them out.