Moonspear change in the house of flies

We will kill you if you are not a man of your word— the dark queen promised, and in so many words Tywyll heard the acceptance to his pleading. The caveat being a simple one: that he was now Omega, the lowest of the social ladder, and that he would do anything, everything, to appease his betters. He did not even nod as he accepted his lot in life; it was a life, which was all he had been begging for.
She promised him the remains within the cache and he felt a growing sense of gratitude, eager to set himself upon it and devour what he could pull from the earth, but unable to move. He was frozen while she spoke, commanding him.
Hydra, she said. Ty, he meekly countered, his eyes watering as he stares at the body firmly rooted beneath her paw.