All the apprentices charged at the kapybaras.
The kapybaras were visibly panicking!
Rita kept shouting orders. "Slow down, slow down! You don't want to miss the chance to observe, right? Cooperation and mutual gain! Don't push too many at once!"
She made sense. Since it concerned everyone's collective benefit, the apprentices slowed and, after a quick discussion, decided to herd them into groups of fifty or so at a time and observe together.
Fifty per round, forty-some rounds, all done. Thirty minutes was plenty to push every kapybara off the island.
Maple Syrup and a few others were working together to herd some kapybaras toward the edge.
Motor muttered, "Gods, when she pushed that first kapybara, didn't she ever stop to think that it could've been Lightchaser?"
Fat Goose sighed. "If I were her, I wouldn't dare think about it."
