Sensurian works for the Central Nervous System, relaying messages between the Council of the Mind and the warriors of the Immune System. Crackling with energy, she travels the highways of nerve fibers at blinding speeds, and she loves it. Sensurian has an exuberant, electric personality. She’s a fast talker with a quick wit, and little patience for anyone who’s too downbeat.

Her work often brings her into contact with Blastor, and she’s got an eye for the general. Once Sensurian makes up her mind she’s interested in someone, that’s it. She knows that he has a thing for Sutura, but Sensurian likes a challenge. Confidant that she can excite Blastor in ways the soft-spoken Sutura can’t even imagine, the vivacious Sensurian plots to steal him away.

Because she plays such a vital role in the defense of The Cosmos, Sensurian is sometimes a target of invading forces. But she can take care of herself, either by outrunning her enemies or zapping them with a burst of electricity.

If Phagien is frightening to behold in battle, then his second-in-command is downright terrifying. Scathe is almost too eager to engage the enemy, and he’s a vicious killing machine in combat. Scathe is also a brutal taskmaster on the training field, demanding that the Macrophage Corps be in prime fighting condition at all times. His loyal soldiers obey his orders without question or hesitation, knowing he would never command them to do anything that he wouldn’t do himself.

Phagien is pleased with Scathe’s devotion to duty, and he turns a blind eye to his cruelty.

General Blastor believes that this fanatical discipline has a down side. Macrophage troops tend to be little more than mindless automatons, unable to adapt to the inevitable surprises in battle. Scathe dismisses such talk, and refers Blastor to the Corps’ stunning success rate. Scathe is particularly disgusted by Humron, the joker. He really knows how to push Scathe’s buttons, and one of these days he’s going to push too hard.

Humron is second-in-command of Blastor’s B-cell army. He may share his superior’s fighting prowess and dedication to The Cosmos, but his personality couldn’t be more different. Where Blastor is a more serious, brooding leader, Humron is a joker, a mischief-maker. He can find the humor in any situation, and he often uses his wit to break the tension. This sometimes irritates Blastor, but the general recognizes that laughter can clear the mind and ease the burden of command.

Humron’s ability to bring smiles to the faces of battle-weary soldiers is a great morale boost. He’s also a formidable warrior who can’t resist lobbing a few quips while laying waste to legions of invading bacteria. Not everyone appreciates Humron’s sense of humor. Scathe, an officer in the Macrophage Corps, can’t stand Humron’s attitude. Naturally, this makes him an irresistible target for Humron’s teasing and practical jokes. It’s all Blastor can do to keep the two warriors from coming to blows.

Warrior mode: In preparation for battle, Blastor transforms:

• Armor wraps about his body, shielding him.
• An eye-scope unfolds over his right eye.
• Antibody cannons extend from his forearms, firing antibody darts to combat microbes.

Special features: As a B-cell, Blastor has the awesome ability to duplicate himself:

• The plates on his back open up and a B-cell clone pulls itself out.
• The clone is as formidable a warrior as its master mold. The clone also has the ability to duplicate, although no more than seven B-cell clones may exist at one time. The closes are only temporary and disintegrate once their tasks are accomplished.