And then the other Antinium heard it. Click. Each time they stepped, the Soldiers’ mandibles clicked together, making that distinctive sound. They made that sound. The Soldiers, who had no voice. Yet the sound was an echo, a thunder. A word for the voiceless. And then those around the Worker heard something else. A resonance. A feeling in the air. Quiet. It came from the Worker. He was…humming. The other Antinium had never heard a sound like it. Pawn’s voice was low, deep, and resonant. It should not have filled the huge tunnel, but it did. Click. Each Soldier’s mandible snapped together at
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