"Please Father, let me do this."
Imperia requested again, and Kael stared at her in silence. He slowly turned towards the rest of the Ants that had surrounded him, and he finally realized something.
These little things, they may look absurdly capable, but it didn't mean they were undefeatable—quite the opposite. Since these Ants rarely interacted with each other and dealt with everything on their own, their survival rate was much lower than one would imagine.
Especially in Winters when the conditions here become harsh, things become even harder. If Imperia doesn't make a move, her children would be at risk, and many of them would actually die, hurting Imperia in the process.
And of course, as weak of a father he was, seeing his little Ria getting hurt was the last thing Kael wanted.
"Alright then."
He nodded.
"Do whatever you please, make sure all of them survive the winters, and if you need anything, come to me. We will figure things out ourselves."
"Yes, Father!"
