all had gone as it should at first as the warrior-servants had moved down through the burrows toward the land of the sunset , killing the man-things of that land as they went , and the joy of our dear vlagh had known no bounds , for once the land of the sunset was ours , there would be much to eat , and the vlagh which had spawned us all could spawn still more , and our numbers would grow to beyond counting , and the overmind of which we are all a part would expand , for it grows larger and more complex with each new hatch .