Since long ago, there has been a saying: everything starts from a dot; well, it is from a dot that our story begins a dot destined to change the gear of what most living beings would call the inevitable. Yet, being just a poor dot, could it do so?Would a simple dot of light be enough to illuminate even in the most darkest places of the galaxy?
After a few more hours went by, Quetzal and the convoy of Minotarus finally could see the village from afar.
As they approached the village from the south, the first thing they noticed was a large honeycomb surrounded by numerous smaller ones. However, as they got closer, eight 20-centimeter wasp warriors emerged from the honeycomb.
After emerging from the honeycomb, they began to grow until they resembled a human with transparent wings, heavy black and golden armor, and a large black lance in their right hand. From the air, they encircled the minotaur convoy.
Before Quetzal finally emerged from the rear of the convoy, the warriors of the Minotaurs rapidly prepared to battle these new foes. The tension in the air increased with every passing second.
"W-wait! Its me; don't attack! These are new villagers!"