The human shapes were less efficient than a regular swarm, but I imagined the psychological effect was that much greater.
Oh, absolutely. Not much quite like fighting humanoids made out of bugs to give you nightmares.
A swarm of bugs was something you could encounter any day. An uncannily human figure that you couldn’t hurt with any conventional weapon, who threatened incredible pain if it got close enough? It was something my enemies would remember, and it was something they could tell others about.
Yeah, sounds about right.
I gathered the swarm into a figure that stood next to the woman with the burned feet and her friend. I drew more and more bugs into the swarm, bloating it and drawing it up to the point where I couldn’t make it any larger, without the bottom half giving way.
I gauged it to be somewhere close to twelve feet in height.
“You gonna keep trying to fuck with us, pal?”
Then I let it fall on top of them. That polished off group two.
Niiice.
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