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Level 9 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) - (0/90) Level up!
[b]Location:[/b] The Metro
[b]Word Count:[/b] Less than 750
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Sectonia's antilions weren't the smartest of minions to say the least. Outside of doing what their queen demanded of them, their problem solving skills weren't the best. One thing they did have though was teamwork, as they all followed their queens orders as best as they could. Their orders were to collect Pons, which when they did, materialized in Sectonia's hands as they were her magical summons. Sectonia herself staying near the Kiosk and reading whatever material she found interesting or useful, admittedly not a lot here but there were a few pamphlets and the like.

The antillions went on a bit of an adventure themselves, noting that whenever they touched the green orbs, a chime was heard and they disappeared, but not into their hands. They figured out quickly that whatever they touched was gathered by their queen, which helped a lot. Now the pons on the ground were scarce, this was soon found out by the antilions as they went around the town. Seeing as they were currency, the cats that were around the metro probably stripped the streets clean, although the antillions had no way of knowing that. Seeing as there were more pons though as they rose up in the metro. Although they couldn't fly, they did know how to stack themselves up like a tower and help each other climb up and up much like their namesakes. Their jumps weren't very high nor was their ability to move around nearly as good as the others in the metro, but their ability to spread out and collect pons when they reached a pon filled area was unmatched. 

There were a few cats who, doing the same thing the antillions were doing, decided to attack what they assumed were money laiden simple bugs. Those cats soon found themselves sliding off the catwalks and rooftops when they tried attacking the antilions, most of them frozen in blocks of ice as they kept sliding across the streets of the metro. A few others just ran while on fire, not expecting a bug to have a flamethrower. The antilions took no joy or pride in warding off the bandit cats, but they did collect the pons left behind and continued their task.

Sectonia meanwhile was deciding on which line to go on. Mint sounded refreshing in its name, although she didn't know any of the destinations, she didn't know any of the others so just from the name she figured why not. And with the rate her antilions seemed to be collecting pons, she might have enough extra for anyone who didn't collect enough, or maybe to spend on other things that were around. Sectonia wondered how the others were coming along.