They did not look happy. I got between them and Merlit. "You lost. We won. Next time, don't pick fights you can't win." I said. That made them furious. "I never even lost to you! I beat you into the ground last time we fought. Or did you forget?" Ghits reminded me. "You took my oil. What else do you want from me?" I asked. "I'm going to be the Dominant. The sooner the three of you realize that, the better." Ghits snapped. Azex shoved him hard, drawing a snarl from him. Azex said "Don't make me laugh at something so ridiculous, you let a submissive steal your oil and leave you for dead. What right do you have to be a Dominant? I am going to be the one they beg to stuff them full with eggs." I rolled my eyes and said "How about the two of you settle this. If Ghits wins, he can put an egg in you Azex. If Azex wins, we all beat Ghits down until he forgets about being a Dominant and learns his real place." They looked at me and then each other. It was a challenge neither could back down from. That made it so vicious and compelling to watch. I had no clue who would win.
It seemed that Ghits was just the better man. Whether it was the boost to his confidence from getting my oil or his natural combat prowess, Azex was no match for him. I was surprised it was so one sided. When Azex was defeated, he tried to crawl away. A cruel laugh came from Ghits as he walked over. "You thought a weakling like you could be a Dominant?" he asked as he stomped on Azex's back. Azex yelped out in pain. Slowly, Ghits took a squat and connected to his vanquished foe. "I have a nice egg for you right here. It won't be the last you'll take." I turned to Merlit and said "Let's go while they're busy. I don't think we can actually take on Ghits." He nodded and we fled together. Ghits called out to us, but he was stuck. We kept going and did not stop until was got to a set of stairs. There was an armed guard asking Phesurs why they would want to go up. There was one with two followers that were let up. "Come along" it said. The others smiled happily as they walked close behind. It was then our turn. "State your buisness." the guard said. We nodded.
Merlit said "We are ready to get our designation." He nodded and said "Go upstairs and make a left. Go straight and an official is going to call you over." We thanked him and went up the stairs. We took the left and went down the hall as directed. A Phesurs called out to us and asked who we were. We told them and they smiled. "I have to know where to put you. What do you see yourself doing?" he asked. A pop up appeared and I was able to choose my class. I could be a drone, gatherer, fighter, worker, smith, or artisan. A drone bore and delivered children for the hive. It gave big boosts to fertility and exp. would be given based on births. A gatherer went outside to get precious nectar for the hive. It gave bonuses to navigation, flight, and scouting. Fighters went around to defend and attack targets determined by the royals. Obviously, combat skills would be increased. Not only that, but they got access to weapons and armor. Smiths and artisans made weapons and other things for the hive. Crafting would be boosted. Gatherer and Fighter were the only classes that went outside.
