Chapter 671: The Ravine (5)

Another surge of Xeridon Anteris suddenly erupted from the side tunnels, causing Erik's eyes to narrow instinctively as he observed their snapping mandibles and the captivating shimmer of their exoskeletons in the dim light. He grabbed the communication device, punching in the frequency of Kael's vehicle.

"Something's off, Kael." Erik's voice held an edge, a ripple of concern. "Xeridon Anteris, they don't gather like this. It's too large."

Kael's voice crackled through the speaker, tinged with the stress of managing the convoy's defenses. "What do you mean, Erik?"

"Colonies merging," Erik said, eyes fixed on the teeming mass. "Only a grave threat unites Xeridon Anteris like this. A Thaid, perhaps, compelling unity." His laser rifle discharged, downing a Xeridon Anteris mid-scutter.

A pause filled the airwaves, heavy with the weight of Erik's words. Finally, Kael responded, "That would mean—"