My role was to serve my people as a tactician.
My name was my rank. I had a soul.
But magic awakened within me, and my role changed.
My mind — trained and carved for purpouse — ceased to matter.
Reduced to a beast, they stripped away my soul and bound me in chains.
Is this the wisdom of the Qun?..
"It's fascinating. Hornets are one of the apex insects, but their nests only last a season
before they fall apart because the whole colony died. Just like a heart."
