Metroid- Zero | Mission

She emerged from the wreckage as Ridley was torching the remains of her old gunship.

She rose. With the last missile in her arm cannon, she fired. The Mother Brain exploded in a cascade of fluid and circuitry. The facility began to collapse.

She was Samus Aran. A woman. In the dark. Surrounded by the creatures she’d been vaporizing for hours.

The behemoth roared, his belly a grotesque arsenal of spikes. He was a mountain of rage and poor hygiene. Samus didn’t flinch. She danced between his pounding fists, feeding missiles into his gaping maw. When he finally collapsed, the resulting seismic wave cracked the foundation of the lair. She stood on his corpse, breathing hard, and felt the faint pulse of a new ability resonating from his hoard: the Varia Suit. The heat became a mild annoyance.