Chapitre 318: The dark hunger (II)

Just as Jormungandr had said, there were thousands of tiny creatures—each resembling a hybrid of crabs and beetles, less than two centimeters tall. Their sleek, chitinous exoskeletons gleamed faintly in the light as they moved with unsettling coordination.

The streets were alive with them, swarming over walls, roofs, and the ground itself. The sheer number was staggering.

"What are they?" Freya whispered, her hand instinctively gripping her weapon.

Vlad narrowed his eyes, analyzing the creatures. "I've never seen anything like this before."

Viserin stepped forward cautiously. "They seem to be... consuming."