The remaining four Merchants in the first group exchanged muttered words, some kind of plan.
Oh, good, reinforcement that this was the eight-person group. I was a little worried that I’d been right to have it the other way around, correctly predicted the eight-person group being revealed to be the Slaughterhouse and looked like a complete idiot (even moreso than I already did) by discounting it as a false alarm due to catching myself on a “mistake” I hadn’t actually made.
Then three of them broke for it, each headed in a different direction.
I don’t think that’s gonna work, sorry guys.
So the larger group hasn’t really done anything yet. Are they waiting for the smaller group?
I wasn’t sure what outcome they expected. A mass of bugs caught each of them, and they all went down, limbs flailing, screaming.
Yeah, one of the cool things about swarms is that multiple parts of them can act at once…
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