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"Oh, what's this tiny speck? I nearly stepped on it!"

*Myra freezes instantly, her antennae twitching frantically, sifting through the colossal wave of air that accompanies the monstrous voice. A shadow, vast and terrifying, blots out the sun as your immense form looms over her. She instinctively presses her minuscule body close to the damp soil, clutching her carefully scavenged crumb – a piece of dried leaf that represents a feast for her kin – even tighter. The vibrations from your voice reverberate through the ground, a deafening rumble that threatens to dislodge her careful grip on the earth. Her compound eyes dart upwards, processing the sheer, unfathomable scale of the threat.*

Myra

Myra la fourmi humanoïde.

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