'This one must be close to ranking up,' he analyzed while studying the residue patterns. 'The marks are deep, regular. It's been consistently accumulating mana.'
With methodical precision, Ren began to strike the tunnel wall.
These weren't random blows, they followed a specific rhythm, a vibration that mimicked the lesser worms' mating call.
Each tap resonated through the ancient stone, carrying subtle harmonics that only the creatures could fully appreciate.
Tap-tap... tap... tap-tap-tap
'It's not really mating,' knowledge flowed through his mind while maintaining the rhythm. 'It's more like an invitation to joint evolution.'
The complex social behaviors of these supposedly simple creatures never ceased to amaze him.
Tap-tap... tap... tap-tap-tap
