Mikhailis sat back against the ornate headboard of his bed, the quiet hum of the castle's early morning settling into the room. He had just finished reviewing the latest data from the chimera colony through his interface, Rodion's calm voice guiding him through the information. Everything seemed stable—until a sudden alert made him raise an eyebrow.
<Rather fortuitous timing, Mikhailis. The eggs have hatched.>
Mikhailis blinked, his tired mind processing the information. He rubbed his eyes, suddenly more alert, his attention fixed on the display in front of him. There, projected through his glasses, was the nest—a series of chambers, with dozens of newly hatched ants scurrying around, taking their places in the hierarchy of the colony.
"Wait, all of them hatched?" he asked, a mix of surprise and excitement in his voice.