"So, you're the one who made this hole," Silas said flatly, his voice calm, his tone devoid of fear or urgency. His cold gaze lingered on the hulking figure of the mutant before him. "I should've guessed it was an ant-type mutant."
The massive creature clicked its mandibles in response, a sharp, metallic sound that echoed ominously through the cavernous space. Silas's sharp eyes flicked to the shadows surrounding it, a strange unease bubbling beneath his calm demeanor. Then, it hit him—a horrifying realization that made his breath hitch for a fraction of a second.
From the darkness, glowing green eyes began to multiply, one pair after another, emerging like ghostly specters.
"Don't tell me…" Silas murmured, his voice laced with disbelief and irritation. "There's an entire colony in here?"