----(3rd person POV)----

The parasite landed. It did not miss. It master did not allow the Ant Queen to suffer. It will, in his place. It will make the Ant Queen experience the pain she had caused.

For the first time in its life, it gorged itself on blood. Not just blood, it wanted her life. Her soul. Her being. It will not allow her to find peace in death. It pulled, dragged and devoured the Ant Queen. Its body swollen 3 times its original size, still showing no signs of stopping. Unable to compress the blood fast enough, its stomach was stretched to the limit and past. Yet, it did not stop. The Ant Queen will pay, and it will make sure she pays for every drop she spilled a thousand fold.

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The Ant Queen, in all her former glory, howled and collapsed. I did not stop, she will not welcome death. She will fear death, I will make sure of that. I fractured her mind, her sanity gone, her intelligence nowhere to be found. Now naught but a mere ant, no longer her but it, she will nourish my other children. I will destroy her brood, I will make the enemy pay. Gone was the thought of simply winning, I won't just win now. I will never be satisfied simply winning. I will do what they did to me with no remorse. I planned to let you all live, you know? It could have worked out better for both of us you know? But you chose not to, and now, you pay the price.

"BLOOD FEUD!" My 5 fallen warriors, I will make sure your deaths were not in vain. My 25 precious drops of blood, I will avenge you. People may say that revenge only brings about more revenge, that you feel empty after. Do I look like I care now? Every ant, every egg, every larvae will be destroyed. We will counter attack here. This will not be our final stand, this will be the point where we turn the tables upside town.

-----(3rd person POV)-----

Without their queen, the ants quickly crumbled. They crumpled like paper under the pressure of all the surviving larvae, who showed no mercy. The larvae where relentless, their tiny eyes gleaming in delight every time they tore an ant from limb to limb. The ants may have numbers, but without a commander, they were the same as facing the larval army alone. They had no coordination, they had no intelligence. Clueless, they ran in circles before meeting their demise in the jaws of the larvae.

They pushed through, cleaning up every last ant. The Ant Queen still twitching in pain as she was sucked dry. In fact, the parasite had bloated so large that it was almost as large as the Queen itself. Slowly, but surely, it will draw the last breath of the Queen. Until then, she will live her remaining life in agony.

They pushed to the connecting tunnel, ants no longer pouring through. One by one, they carefully entered, in case any more ants were still lying in wait. However, what was on the other side was nothing but a wasteland, nothing like the lush green that was their home. There were 3 main rooms in total. As the map data was transferred to the dungeon master, he deduced that one of them was a nursery, one was for food storage(it was empty) and the final being the queens chambers. The rest of the connecting tunnels, pockets and small rooms were the living quaters of the ants.

Immediately, the larvae set out to conquer this dungeon. With haste and caution, they advanced. The few ants that were left behind were slaughtered, the helpless larva was given the same treatment and the eggs smashed. It was a massacre and the dungeon master knew it. He was going to cull the entire nest of ants with no remorse. To him, it was fair payback. The payback for the spilt 25 drops of blood a thousandfold. A blood feud. Slowly they inched their way towards the enemy's crystal.

----(ant dungeon POV)---

No. No. Please. Please forgive me. Let me live. I don't want to die. I didn't mean it. Please, I beg you. Mercy. Please. I just wanted to eat. I wanted to savour. I didn't mean it. Please. No I want to live. Don't destroy my core. Anything but that. I'll give you anything, I'll serve you. Just let me live. Let m-GYYAAAAAAAAA!

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The dungeon master forced his will onto the enemy dungeon. It is not as simple as it sounds. To manipulate one's will in not simple, and it is only due to the emotional outburst that he is capable of doing so. The recoil of such a forceful manoeuvre is tremendous. Even so, the dungeon master had forcefully injected feelings into the enemy core. Pain. Agony. Anguish. One of the victory conditions of the battle was to render the opponent unable to fight, allowing the other to claim victory, and he fully well intended to abuse that rule.

His victory was ensured but at what costs. His warriors fallen, the blood of his children spilt, all of them will never return to the land of the living. With a final yell, he shattered the enemy's core.

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Then he cried.

For at the center of the enemy's core, split beautifully into 5 pristine pieces, were 25 blood red gems.