939 939 Psychology By Brute Force

The battle between Darla and the lone champion had the best effect that anyone could have hoped for. The Myceloids all wandered away after the fight was over, none of them willing to challenge the vicious woman, and the fight had drawn all of the roaming groups in the area over to watch.

What they were left with was an afternoon of uncharacteristic peace, the sort that didn't often happen on any battlefield, much less one against the Myceloids.

But the slow day gave them all the time to catch up on paperwork and get reacquainted with how things were going elsewhere in the universe.

The Koleska region had fallen almost completely calm over the last week. Max skimmed through the reports from the General on duty at the Anomaly, and it seemed that the entire species had seen mostly peace lately, with very few attacks.