The artromus's collective mind vibrated with tension as they discussed at supernatural speed.
The decision to use a massive magical explosion had been unanimous, these parasites needed to be eliminated once and for all.
'Though it will hurt you all a bit, the explosion will finish them all,' Zentros's mental voice had resonated with certainty.
'Even those with more resistance will fall alone afterward,' another had confirmed.
But when the new warrior descended like a meteor, something in their form made Zentros freeze.
The characteristic glow, the changes in structure... it was unmistakable.
'The blasphemous potion,' Zentros's mental voice trembled with fury and horror. 'The abomination the Queen warned me about. Zantem and Zynthor failed? Impossible!'
The other artromus instantly caught his concern through the mental link.
The form-usurping warrior moved with unnatural grace, her speed even surpassing theirs.
