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... e borders of our guarded territory. Pillar mountains there were sparser and smaller; instead, the fern forests were taller and grew thicker.
If a Commando Bee didn’t point at it, I’d easily mistake the anthill for an ordinary hill. Although it was built from rocks and logs, there was soil stuffed between them, from which plenty of grass was growing.
And there were barely any ants in sight: only a few workers loitering near the entrances, instead of the usual dozens.
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