"Then I take it you all want to serve under the Lighted One's rule?" Pagan asked, to which all the shrooms began nodding their heads.
Asclepius was thoroughly surprised. Of course, she could understand that Pagan must've seemed like some sort of incomprehensibly powerful being, but they hadn't even put up that much of a fight.
"Well, not what I was planning, but this will work," she said, climbing down from the tree.
Currently close to 400 shrooms stood silently, waiting to hear what their fate would be.
"But when Lucius said that he offered them a place in the commune, I don't think he meant this many," she said, realizing that the commune could never house 400 newcomers.
"Shall I kill a few more then?" Pagan asked, referring to the shrooms as if they were things rather than living creatures.
