“Chzt iz ziz!” the female soldier added merrily, Boris rolling his eyes before gesturing towards the crowd of bug-horses. Daniel looked up and saw that they were all walking away, following the bug-horse leader as she led them away from the snow. Assuming that they wanted him to follow, and going off Boris’ mood he wasn’t about to be punished for punching their Empress or whatever she was, he bent down to pick up his toolbox and shrugged.