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Hours pass of fighting, your party is put to the test as you continue towards the centre of the Forrest. Until you reach a vast structure. The nest of problem. 

Standing tall in front of this hive swarming with insects of every stripe is a figure as regal as Asura, but corrupted. Her insectile features oppose her female form. She regards you as your party approach. Asura and mead at the head of the group. 

The creature's voice sounds from all around you. Indeed, you realize she speaks through the bees.

"Welcome ... sister." 

Asura responds harshly, "you are no sister of mine. Nor are you the queen you present your self as, you are nothing but a corrupted husk"

The creature responds, "I am what mother made me... a queen mongst drones. Even your faithful guards think so." with a snap of her fingers, all the wasp riders are dismounted, and their steeds fly to the creature's side.

"This land is mine now..." she says as her minions attack anew.

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AVKamfher

Oh I like her. I feel like you'd be able to sculpt one hell of a Phyrexian horrors like set. As always loving your work!