The underground chamber was dimly lit, the faint light from the glowing crystals casting eerie, flickering shadows on the stone walls. The captured syndicate members were still bound, their eyes wide as they tried to make sense of their surroundings. The room was filled with an unsettling silence, only broken by the soft, rhythmic clicking of the chimera ants' mandibles. The cold air and the strange noises seemed to sink into the men, creating an atmosphere thick with tension.
Mikhailis watched through his glasses, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. The interrogation had begun. Rodion, taking the lead, used the chimera ants to create an unsettling environment, one that played on the men's fears and disoriented them. The ants carved threatening messages into the stone walls—short, ominous phrases like "You cannot escape" and "Your secrets belong to us." The scratching of the ants' mandibles echoed through the room, the sound enough to make the captured men shiver.
