Pharynx walked through the hive hallways, heading towards the entrance. As he was walking, he watched the hallways, trying not to roll his eyes at the needless vines and flowering plants covering the walls. He always wanted to know who approved this interior design.

As Pharynx neared the entrance, he heard excited voices. He squinted his eyes, trying to see who it was.

“Is i' here ye'? Is i', is i'?!” the young, high voice was instantly recognizable to the General.

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