Chrysalis

We venture forth, squeezing into the narrow tunnel and descending into the depths. Every now and again I can detect a monster forming and this prevents us being ambushed as we pick our way down.

I've managed to pile up a healthy amount of Biomass over the last while and none of it has been spent. While I wasn't paying attention it stacked up to twenty one! This was unheard of wealth when I was just starting out, completely ridiculous. Now, I've managed to not even realise I had so much as I devoted all of my attention and energy on my skills.

With this much I can purchase the +6, +7 and +8 upgrades for a single organ, but which to pick? I could go the new hotness of the gravitational organ or the old reliable of the infused mandibles, even hark all the way back to the eyes?

I think I'll go something that is directly combat relevant and upgrade my mandibles to +8. I don't want to run into anything else I can't tear through with my trusty face scissors. Combined with the power of my shattering bite skill this upgrade could have a powerful effect!

[Do you wish to improve Mandibles to +8? this will cost 21 Biomass]

Go for it!

OH GOD!

My face! MY PRECIOUS FACE!

Once again the horror of the mutation itch has somehow slipped my mind completely and has stormed back to remind me just how mind meltingly irritating it really is.

My face is on fire. FIRE I SAY!

There was a distinct leap in the level of itch from +4 to +5, but I had assumed that was largely because of the mutation advancement. Apparently not!

Eventually the feeling fades and I came back to my senses. Tiny is impatiently standing behind me whilst I have been wibbling about the place madly scratching at my face. Don't look at me like that you lousy ape! Why is it I never see you scratching away yourself when you mutate?

I'm going to try and keep a closer eye on these pets of mine and see if I can spot them having trouble as they upgrade themselves. To help them? Of course not! I shall point and laugh! Let's see the look on your face then, Tiny!

Having recovered we continue on our way down the tunnel and we come to the section of tunnel were we had connected to an existing section of Dungeon in order to hunt and feed the colony. Here the trail stops. It looks like whatever had drilled out the old escape tunnel had started from here and not from the old nest.

Thank goodness!

had some serious problems, not to mention

we invaded this place. Low level Dungeon monsters fighting each other

[Get 'em Tiny!]

smaller offshoot tunnel that I had been born in rather than a main thoroughfare. He

subdue it with a quick blast from the business district. The unfortunate target is quickly set upon by nearby creatures as its movement becomes restricted and the acid begins to eat

our level and provide a larger boost to

tunnel for thirty minutes, punching our way through every step of the

larger passage,

Perfect.

before. Armoured lizards the size

reason. I shuffle forward a little so I get

[You okay there buddy?]

gone completely slack as his eyes drink in the scenes of glorious carnage before him as if he were dying of thirst and staring at the freshest

He looks like

desperate

stand there and take in the sights. I'll jump in

Bwahahahaha!

two passengers clutching on tightly I leap down into the main tunnel, mandibles ablaze

Shattering Bite!

from my mandibles and crunch down on the nearest monster who, refreshingly, doesn't collapse

the excitement rises in my chest. Finally a good battle!

test out

my opponent, a battered Tyrant Bear who rumbles and slashes at the air in response to my provocation, bearing its tremendous fangs, I begin to craft

some of this flava!