They really should have been accustomed by now to the strange creatures the Rift took pleasure in dumping on an unsuspecting Cardiff.
However, the monstrosity now hovering in front of them had come as something of a surprise.
“It's a one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater!” Tosh gasped. “Whoever wrote that song must have seen one!”
“Sheb Woolley,” Ianto said distractedly.
The one eyed, one horned, flying purple creature glared at them.
“I’ll have you know I most certainly do not eat people! That’s slander! I happen to be a vegetarian,” it said huffily.