"Thirteen million thirty-two thousand five hundred and sixty-seven, exact amount." The mist replied in a neutral voice.
"What !??? 13,032,567 !??"
"Why are there so many in there? Fucking Hell." Leon thought, his eyes widening in shock as the staggering numbers registered in his mind.
"Their queen recently reproduced, Master," the mist replied, her vaporous form swirling low to the ground.
"Should I go inside and try to take their attention away, master?" Dusk proposed, his expression completely neutral despite listening to the enemy numbers. "You will be able to escape that way without getting caught master, and I can just disappear once you get out and follow you from behind."
"That can work... But I don't have any idea how fast their speed is, and without knowing that, I can't send you inside," Leon replied, his face darkening as he weighed the options.
