There was a pause as the signaler relayed Malevolence's words. Then she smiled and delivered a reply:
"Grand Commander, all forts report readiness to choke the hornets with their own fists if necessary. The entrance-defending squads are ready. Fort 2…" the signaler frowned, listening to a telepathic transmission. "Fort 2 reports that the first hornet breached their entrance already!"
Malevolence's eyes widened, but she waited silently for the signaler to gather more information. The signaller Beehound closed her eyes in concentration, and despite having much weaker telepathy, Malevolence could hear the dozens of reports coming in the woman's head all at once.
It was a staggering amount of telepathic reports, and someone unused to handling them would've gotten lost in them ten times over. Malevolence already knew that being a signaler wasn't as simple as repeating transmissions back and forth, but now she felt a new wave of respect for them and their jobs.
