Hye kept gushing more power into his technique, relentlessly consuming his bones to produce more arms from that central breakpoint he had established. His aim now wasn't just to take down the entire swarm; he wanted to take it over. He wanted to claim this purple cloud as his own.
"I don't know what scary beings are living inside this hellish world," he muttered, his eyes reflected in the ship's monitors, "so it's better to gain more allies and use them to follow me. Still…"
He frowned as a problem surfaced. Back in the universe controlled by the System, he used to enforce soul contracts over any race members his technique controlled.
Those contracts were permanent, backed by the absolute laws of the System. Yet these were insects—primordial things. Even if they were intelligent and possessed a power field and a hivemind, they didn't have a System interface.
