While most of the horrors brought by the Lords of Cthul slither across the ground on a multitude of turgid tentacles, the squix flaps through the skies above on bat-like wings, seeking living prey to drain of vitality. In a horrific parody of living things, meat slaves are egglike incubators formed from the flesh of former cultists and victims within which any of the still-forming minions of Cthul bubble and seethe. At the slightest disturbance, their membranes tear open to unleash the monster within. Contains: Squix (3) Meat Slave (2)