A wave of joy emanated from Kerrigan, her small, pale-gold eyes twinkling faintly.
But Ian's brow soon furrowed. Kerrigan's evolution was a good thing, but it also brought a more practical problem.
'How am I going to bring this entire Insect Race army back to the Wizard World?'
An army of 1.5 million from the Insect Race... even though most of them were Level One Male Bees, the number was simply too large.
'My Dimension Space definitely can't hold them all. Should I try to forcefully use the Gravity Rule to create a temporary pocket of space to carry them?'
'The risk is too great.'
The environment in the Void is harsh and its Rules are in disarray. If that pocket of space were to collapse, the Insect Race inside would be instantly exposed to the turbulent currents of the Void and perish.
This Insect Race was a Power he had worked so hard to control; he couldn't afford to lose them like this.
