Relief flooded him, or maybe that was just his brain going into shock. After all the battles, it was beginning to get hard to separate the two. Collette was here. Good. More Animorphs. He had wanted more Animorphs, hadn't he? Marco was pretty sure he had chosen that during their vote.

Wait. Focus.

Marco tried to wiggle the legs he had left in a mockery of a wave. It was hard, seeing as red ants kept wanting to snap at anything exposed in an attempt to kill him horribly.

< Over here. >