"Tell me!" Valerius's clouded old eyes were completely bloodshot. He gripped Velin's arm tightly, like a drowning man grasping at his last straw.
"Those bugs! They're mindless! How did you get them to execute that... that kind of coordination? Was it mind control? No! Not even a Legendary Mage could control five hundred units at once!"
Velin didn't struggle. "Master, please calm down." Velin's voice was as steady as ever. "The answer to that question is difficult to describe with words."
"Follow me."
He led Valerius, who was practically being dragged along, into the deepest part of Bureau 749.
Sarah was resting quietly in her own little territory. Ever since Velin had established a good relationship with her, none of the dung beetles needed cages anymore.
She wasn't restless like the others of her kind. The moment Velin appeared, his clear reflection was mirrored in her enormous black compound eyes, which revealed an attachment and admiration almost like that of a pet.
