-Page 95, The Invasion Visser One. In a morph I hadn't seen since all of this first began. Eight fire-breathing heads. Legs thick as trees. Serpentine necks. Eyes like gobs of molten lava. I staggered back. [...] Eight colossal legs, thick as trunks, stormed through the woods. The ground shook! Full- grown trees snapped like toothpicks. Eight horrific heads with simmering orange eyes belched balls of flame. -pages 118 and 131, The Resistance