Alien- Juvenile Strength

The bug pounced on him, and he managed to catch its arms, but that wasn’t enough. Seemed like every limb on the bastard was made for cutting, because the clawed feet walked up his legs and it kicked at his chest, carving trenches into his armor and sending him staggering backward.

  The only noise he could make was a gasp. The hind claws kept kicking with enough force to stop him from doing much of anything else, and the unbelievably powerful arms fought to break free from his grip. He was trembling from the effort of holding the damn thing back.
…

  Piotrowicz was gasping and shaking as he climbed to his feet and looked down at the thing. It wasn’t any more than three feet long. Less than half the size of the things that had been on the van earlier.

Sea of Sorrows, Chapter 33