Jimmy cloned five alien snakes in total. He didn't know what their species was officially named, he couldn't guess in a million years, but he did have a rough idea of what they were capable of. They could kill humans without a doubt, so he was hoping they would survive the dangers of the river first, and then get to killing humans.
They were great tools, tools that should keep the enemy busy enough for him to build a massive advantage against them. For him and his tribe, time was the greatest tool of all, because if he had enough time, then he wouldn't be nervous even if the entire world got together and challenged him. Cloning was a powerful advantage.
"God that was tiring," He grunted. "You're lucky that you're only dealing with Compies, JJ. Those snakes are so alien, that they have a single brain lobe that spreads out into thousands of tiny lobes. Absolute mayhem."
"Lobe…" JJ pondered, "You mean the brain chunks? Yeah, that sounds like a headache."
