That was plops with some serious heft. Real weight to 'em. Some men could be crushed under that kind of weight, but not Isaac Bird, no sir. He'd picked himself up and carried on. After three years of getting his head kicked in, training, levelling and carrying the plops for jeering superiors, he'd become a full guardsman.
Thats why i like this novel so much, in too many cases the mc just wants to turn back into a human. At that point, why have the mc start off as a monster in the first place.
A Queen you may be, but my Queen is a giant ant and her subjects are literally her own children. What exactly do you think we owe you?!