The sun shone brightly; the breeze was cool. Alex and Gracier left the highway and entered the forest, searching for more Soldier Ants.
Alex had been thinking about something, and if the analysis were not wrong, the thirty-two Soldier Ants the two had killed should have been advanced forces. Alex suddenly heaved a sigh. The sigh was involuntary as he thought about the number of Soldier Ants they would have to contend with to aim at the Queen Ant.
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