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... rful figure moved. Despite it being alone, deep in monster territory, it ran unopposed even with all the chaos it created. Any monster foolish enough to try had already died.

They all felt the change in the air. The Red Swarm which terrorized the local wildlife suddenly disappeared. But monsters knew. A powerful predator, especially an Ant colony, doesn't just die.

Its disappearance meant something worse had been born.

Something that could destroy even a monster Ant colon ...

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