Across
- 1. No nucleus to hold my genetic treasure, simple and small, yet a life-sustaining measure.
- 5. I boast a nucleus as my core, membrane-bound organelles galore, am I a mystery or something more?
- 8. I'm a warrior against microbes, a medicine so grand, killing bacteria with a healing hand. I'm not a virus cure, but I fight infection's strife; what am I, the microbial guardian of life?
- 9. I'm microscopic diversity, in shapes so varied, some are friends, while others are harried. In your gut or on your skin, a tiny living enigma; guess what I am, this microbial stigma?
- 11. I lurk in the shadows, unseen and sly, causing discomfort as I multiply. Not alive, yet I spread my unease; what am I, this health-threatening breeze?
Down
- 1. I feed on others, a silent intruder in the host's domain, who am I, causing subtle yet lasting pain?
- 2. I'm a versatile defender, combating various invaders, from bacteria to viruses, a remedy for microbial persuaders.
- 3. I'm a tiny troublemaker, a hidden threat in the air, water, or on surfaces, causing illness without a care.
- 4. In darkness I thrive, a kingdom of decay, breaking down matter in a mysterious way. Some call me a mushroom, others mold's kin; guess what I am, in nature's recycling bin?
- 6. I am a solo performer, a microscopic entity, a single cell with life's complexity.
- 7. I'm the guardians of health, patrolling the bloodstream stealthily, identifying invaders and ensuring harmony.
- 10. I'm a silent invader, too small to see, spreading in the air with stealthy glee. I hijack your cells, causing a feverish fuss; guess what am I, this microscopic menace?