272 Make Yourself At Home

"Where was I?" I asked as I realized that the silence was stretching a bit too long while I was lost in my thoughts about bathing in blood. I better not. Who knows what it would do to the—

Nope, not going there until everything is done.

"Ah, right, the Hive," I said, picking up from where I left off. "Did you know that the Hive are not the best assassins in the universe?" I asked, clicking on one square and enlarging it until Orzoth could easily see what was going on.

Clearly, I had picked the wrong square because what I saw was a Dryadalis male plowing frantically into the female under him. His hips were pounding in and out of her like he was on a construction site. It didn't help that the sounds coming from the female sounded like she was in a porno.

"Ugh," I groaned, but I was trying to prove a point. "Night. End my misery, please, and thank you."