Violet landed in the midst of the ant hoard, her spears and bolts of void flying forth to tear into the surrounding monsters. Instantly several of the beings collapsed under her sudden assult. Yet there was plenty more of the monsters nearby that only saw Violet as another prey, despite the overwhelming difference in their individual strength.
The monsterous ants surged forth, eager to sink their mandibles and claw tipped tentacles into the flesh of the being that dared to attack them. Their reckless charge disregarding anything that stood in their way, be that friend or foe. They moved like a dysfunction hivemind, acting as one singular whole, yet also individually uncaring for how their actions may harm the other ants around them.
It was a perversion of what made sense, disturbing Violet at their complete disregard for the wellbeing of their corrupted kin.
