All For the Hive
T
he cavern was still, entirely blanketed in silence. There were no plants, no movements, and seemingly no life. Save for one creature.
A large Hive Queen stood in the middle of the grand cavern, looking tired. As she began moving, a second figure also made itself known. Cracks spread all over a statue of a smaller termite, the Hive King wrestling itself free from the petrification.
This was naturally to be expected. As the spawn of the Hive Queen, the Hive King was nearly immune to her magic. The fact that a layer of rock had still covered the King’s body was proof of its power. It was a spell the Queen had used to slay many whenever she delved deeper with the Hive King to conquer more territory for the hive. However… it had not been enough.
The Hive Queen sent a men
