Chrysalis

I'm almost so close to the back of the crowd I could reach out and poke a person with my antennae, please let them not hear me!

The little worker is still struggling in my mandibles, trying to get free to go and investigate the fire. What the heck are you so interested in?! Is it the Biomass? Are you just upset that they are burning the monster bodies and not eating that sweet, sweet Biomass?

I don't think they can eat that, kid! Different people have different cultures ok?

"Stop your wiggling! I'll feed you when we get back to the colony ok?"

Upon hearing that I'm prepared to feed it the worker stops her escape attempts, causing my panic to subside a little, then she happily clacks her mandibles, making an audible *clack* sound, causing my panic to skyrocket!

At first there is no response, but then a middle aged gentlemen in the middle of the crowd slowly turns around, a frown creasing his forehead. His face goes completely white as he is met by the sight of a giant ant lying flat on its belly with another, smaller ant in its mandibles only a few metres from his back.

Uh…. Hi!

I try waving to him with an antenna but he flinches back from the movement, his mouth opening in closing in soundless panic. He reaches with shaking hands to tug on the clothes of the people around him and they turn, irritated at first but when they see his expression and he points with a trembling finger they turn and behold my glorious backside as I have already begun to flee!

Time to motor out of here!

I can hear angry shouts behind me, followed by the soaring voice of the priest before the pounding of feet alert me to the movement of the people behind me. Turning my head slightly I can see the crowd has recovered from their early shock and have starting giving chase! Crude farming tools and rusty swords held at the ready!

Holy smokes Gandalf! These people are a little too into their monster killing!

shouting humans behind me the little worker is happily clicking and clacking her mandibles,

from the depths of hell! Their raging eyes have become devoid

Daaaaaamn it!

village but at the same time I don't want to lead them to

may just have to give them a taste

as I run. Being so distracted I naturally lose a little speed as I stumble here and there and the crowd begins to gain on me. Its ok, don't

helped me become more familiar with the shape of the spell, like a tune that I've practiced more often. I still need to do a heap of practice before I can 'play' it with total ease but I can do it a heck of

frantic mental work I've prepared the spell and start pouring in the gravitational energy to charge it. In my haste I don't properly control the flow

time to

pick out my target, the first gentlemen to notice me, no longer terrified but maniacally shouting a he leads the charge, what looks like a woodcutters

bud, you drew the short

Spear, the intricate dark purple construction streaks through the air like

as the target falls to his knees a disbelieving look on his face as his hands rise to try and grasp the ethereal spear emerging from his chest. Then they scream once more, their momentum completely broken, as the rings of light expand out in a flash, encompassing much

force

bracing their feet and leaning their bodies as if fighting against a strong breeze but the potent pull cannot be denied and eventually they

fifty people squashed together like sardines in a can. I

I'm going to see

Muahahaha!

So long suckers!