Bugs dealt with threats that were encased in hard shells all the time, didn’t they? They dealt with other species of bugs. There were a hundred solutions there, if I was willing to look for them.
This once, it would make sense to send bugs up the orifices, but he doesn’t seem to have any.
That was the spark of inspiration I needed. In a matter of seconds, I had a plan.
Fuck yes, let’s go!
It wasn’t a good plan, but it was something. As a just-in-case measure, I could try some other smaller plans, on the off chance that they might distract or even work.
You’ve got my attention either way.
Having those options, if nothing else, would make me feel better. Mannequin had just brutally and unquestionably kicked my ass in the span of fifteen seconds, and it was going to be at least two minutes until I could even begin my plan, judging by how long it had taken my bugs to deliver the supplies from my lair.
Ooh, it’s a plan that involves more resources, huh. Interesting.
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