Formicea

 

We head up and after some distance I recognize the giant gate, leading to a large plaza.
My courtyard!

It feels a bit like coming home.
Yet one thing is wrong.

 

"Ehk Suki, why are there around thirty Hunters on the courtyard?" (E)

 

This is seriously a worrying sight.
Honestly, I am not good with hunters.
I have seen what they can do.
What they are made to do.
These things can be terrible.

And now they're there.
A small horde of them, thrown together, snapping at each other.
As if someone thought it would be a good idea to just dump them here and see what happens.
But there is something strange with their scent.