C925 A Quagmire of Lust

Buzzing filled the air, a cacophony of insect cries enveloping the sky.

A black swarm of insects, each half the size of an adult, poured out from the tree trunks like a tidal wave. These creatures bore no shells, only a singular horn, longer than their bodies, jutting from their heads, gleaming with a deadly sharpness.

The multitude of horns stretched out like an endless, dark meadow