[color=9F8170]”Duly noted.”[/color] Clotho replied to Twitch, shortly before he left her Chamber of Eyes to return to his own quarters. Honestly, Clotho didn't know why the Master had deemed it necessary to employ subterfuge, making it seem as if the humans were responsible for the death and destruction to come. By her estimation, the Horde of Evil was strong enough to withstand the wrath of both neighboring human and dwarf settlements. Even if she was found out, Clotho's bugs constituted only a small part of the Master's forces, and did not directly correlate to the remainder. Clotho did not, however, in any way wish to defy the Dungeon Keeper. His wish was her command, and if he demanded subterfuge, he would get it. Phase two of her campaign against the dwarven outpost had begun. This part the swarm queen termed the 'alert phase', when the enemy had discovered the Macula infestation but also realized how pitiful and non-threatening they were. Fortunately, few ever realized that the Macula's enchanted eyes continued to transmit images a few minutes after their death, provided that the eyes themselves hadn't been damaged. One of the organic lens had displayed an image most fascinating to her: the corpse of one Macula had been presenting in a strange chamber to some sort of authority figure. With the Macula in question dead of course, it hadn't gotten a full angle, and the form of this odd being eluded her. Clotho now had an inkling, however, that some other presence was at work within the dwarven outpost. With this just being a hunch, she did not feel the need to share it with Twitch, but all the same made sure that the insectoid forces hidden within the tunnel network were ready to fight. Should a dwarf happen to discover any Myrmidon, Antlion, or Lambent, orders were to kill the dwarf and hide the body. When the proper assault began, the signs of human encroachment could be laid. The various banners and scraps of human paraphernalia were just now, after all, being transported underground to the scene.