Kal'tsit sensed the pain gradually easing, as if someone were helping her sort through the massive torrent of information.
A cool sensation came from her forehead.
The woman opened her eyes.
What met her gaze was a delicate face inches away.
Driven by that mysterious connection—
She reached out and embraced the other person.
"Thank you..."
Kal'tsit said weakly.
"This is what Zerg should do!"
The little child answered.
"..."
The Feline woman sensed additional mysterious connections underground—
They were very close, and all beneath the ground.
There were probably dozens of them, and... the number was still growing.
Even Kal'tsit could not understand what was happening.
Why did she feel such closeness toward this little child?
It was like family.
She was a creation of the previous civilization—
It was impossible for her to have any family.
She had no father or mother, no brothers or sisters.
Over the long years, she had never reproduced or left behind any offspring.
This feeling of closeness... was strange.
Yet it made her relax.
It was as if she no longer had to bear that heavy mission alone.
"Kal'tsit."
The woman spoke.
"Kal'tsit?"
Zerg tilted his head slightly.
"My name."
She said.
"Kal'tsit, Zerg understands!"
The Swarm Overlord indicated that he understood.
"..."
Ascalon's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
Was this really that indifferent Kal'tsit?
Kal'tsit was actually being so close to a little child she had just met?
She saw the barely noticeable smile at the corner of the woman's lips.
Even Her Highness Theresa had probably never seen this side of Kal'tsit!
Had Kal'tsit gone mad?
Or had her peculiar tastes... been exposed?
The female assassin could not help but ponder.
She recalled how Kal'tsit usually treated a certain little rabbit...
"Hiss..."
Ascalon seemed to understand something.
"Zerg,