The ant king charged at Jason without hesitation.
Six arms stretched forward—three on each side—claws gleaming, mandibles clicking in anticipation. His two powerful legs propelled him across the chamber in a blur of red chitin. He crossed the distance in less than a second—faster than Jason could blink, faster than he could breathe.
Jason stood frozen, his empty hands at his sides, his pink skin pale with exhaustion.
*Didn't my system say this thing was under my control?*
The ant king's hand—clawed, three-fingered, dripping with the ichor of the three-eyed creature—was already outstretched, aimed at Jason's throat.
"S-STOP!" Jason screamed.
The ant king stopped instantly.
Inches from Jason's face. His claws hovered in the air, trembling. His black and gold eyes blinked once, twice. His mandibles clicked in confusion.
"Why did he do that?" Jason thought, confused as to why it would attempt to attack him.
