C112 The Futile Fire Net

Hundreds of thousands of flying ants, each the size of a worker ant, swarmed the sky from all directions, forming a vast black net. Their wings buzzed, drowning out the gunfire along the defensive line.

"What in the world is this?!" Ashes exclaimed, staring in despair at the swarming ants overhead.

"They're the ant colony's flying ants! Each one has a drop pouch attached to its abdomen