Just then, the woman chuckled as she saw a new wave of ants. They had swollen crimson abdomens and stronger bodies, and the sight of their ominously glowing undersides was chilling.
They were Dire Ants, and she eagerly anticipated seeing Mountain, a mere summon who had dared to tell her to keep silent, face these magma-spitting beasts. She could already picture Godfrey watching the armour of his precious summon melt like paste.
She deliberately slowed her pace while Isaac, who was at the forefront, clashed against the advancing ants. A Dire Ant suddenly spat a ball of magma, which Isaac's summon slapped aside out of reflex, only to screech as its sleek exoskeleton began to smoke and blister from the damage.
