“Remember. If you do that. The colony will give everything for you in return.”
Hmm. I’ve lost them on that one. I don’t think they understand what I mean. Never mind. I’ll teach them, and they’ll learn in time.
“We’ve achieved victory today. Don’t forget it. For the colony!”
“FOR THE COLONY!”
Their response is so intense, my antennae freeze up as the wave of ‘voices’ smack into me all at once. And it keeps going, on and on and on.
“FOR THE COLONY! FOR THE COLONY!”
Only when I raise my antennae high does it stop.
“There is an enormous amount of work to do. Stop slacking! The Biomass here will birth ten thousand new siblings. Don’t waste it!”
And with that, the crowd disperses. All at once, every ant moves in a different direction. Within seconds, there are teams everywhere carving up the Biomass, and trails of workers form to haul it seemingly from thin air. Everywhere I look, the battlefield teems with ants, the battle forgotten, intent on their work.
Except behind me. The body of Garralosh lies still and untouched.
[Tiny, Crinis. I need you two over here. No chance I’m going to be able to eat this all on my own.]