Chrysalis

With dirty swamp water dripping off of my carapace I felt the formless pressure build ever higher as the group frantically cast their heads about trying to identify the source. It has to be close! It could be coming towards us right now!

["Eyes open everyone! Something nasty is coming!"]

With my compound eyes, I keep watch in every direction at once, keeping my antennae twitching, trying to focus on what happening both now and a moment into the future. Without hesitation, I begin to prepare my most potent attack, the gravity bomb.

It was able to one-shot the immortal Croc hopefully it can do the same to whatever the heck this is! My sub brains begin to feed out three separate streams of gravitational mana that I seize with my thoughts and press down into a compressed ball that continues to grow and darken as more mana is added.

This is a risk, my attention is being diverted by the need to focus my main mind on the compression process, but I'm willing to take the chance. If I can blast this thing right in its face the moment I see it, then that will be the best outcome.

The marsh has become unusually still. The various creaks and growls that were always in our ears just moments ago have quieted. Then I hear it, in the distance, I can hear a pressing sound as if something were slowly squashing the damp earth of the marsh expanse down. Press, press, press. Each sound is coming slowly, but regularly.

Footsteps!

Hooooooo boy. I'm getting nervous.

I activate my mediation skill and feel my minds sink beneath the icy waters of emotionlessness once again. My fear and anxiety falls away and no longer perturbs my thoughts, allowing my spell to continue to take shape at record speed. A handy thing too, cause I think I'm gonna need it!

The rest of the crew spreads out, doing their best to resist the mounting dread caused by the oppressive aura as the creature draws closer. Tiny has already begun sparking with electricity, his body writhing with snakelike ribbons of lightning as he snarls, revealing his fangs.

[Crinis, hop off me and look for a flank. I don't want you directly in the firing line for this one] I tell my orb like pet.

For once, she doesn't try to argue about putting myself in danger, perhaps she senses the seriousness of our predicament, and immediately extends a few tentacles to allow herself to walk a little ways off. Keeping herself low to the ground and out of sight she places herself close the water line. She'll have to rely on my directions to get into the battle but I hope she can do some damage without being injured, since it's so hard for her to get back out of the fight.

hear another sound now to accompany those slow footsteps. The rustling of leaves and the creaking of wood as a towering figure pushes its way through. I can make out vague details through the shifting leaves. Bright green scales punctuated by flashes of red. A flash of a broad, rounded

This Croc is ripped.

massive Croca steps its way through the branches towards us, reaching out with thick claws to shove branches and trees out of the way as it moved. As more details of our

is second fiddle only to Formo's worm in my experience. In my mind that confirms it. This has

steps around a tree and into full

the trouble, then I sure as hell don't want to meet whatever

It's huge.

jaws,

man! Show some

on his body crackles with increasing

thanks to my calm, meditating mind I believe such a course of action

is so much taller than Tiny, even though it is. It must be half again as tall as he is. It's the sheer mass of the creature. Tiny is a fully stacked deck; don't get me wrong. His enhanced

my minds, even as I continue to press down to create the densest Gravity Bomb I can, I roughly calculate the monster must weigh six to seven tons.

THATSA

Eat Gravity, sucka!

Gravity Bomb!

panicked me. Apparently I need more levels in the skill to truly tamp down my emotions. Once the beast reveals itself, I unleash the

HOOOOOOOOOOWL.

energy flies at the gigantic Croca, the wind howling as

its lower

So fast!