The Xenomorph was suddenly stabbed with over a dozen black spikes, all flowing from the floating mask.
"Drew, I believe?" Ghast said, the mask floating forwards. "Why is something like this in the prison? It's annoying." Ghast's black, spike-like tentacles then ripped the beast apart. "I made a deal with some of the guards upstairs. I get to be unleashed on this graveyard of a prison level and kill some Xenomorphs, as long as I don't kill any inmates or guards. I'd love to harvest your SOULs, but they aren't strong enough to benefit me yet."
The jester named Dimentio then teleported in at the other end of the hallway. He trapped the Jackson-like being in a box, and unleashed his fire. "Welp, whatever that thing was... it's dead. You need my help cleaning up? Give me back my full powers, I'll teleport them to another dimension."