Chrysalis

Slowly at first, then with increasing speed, the Garralosh Commander tilted to one side before it came crashing down to the dirt.

BOOM!

The ground vibrated under the weight of its frame as it slammed down, rattling my legs and sending me scrambling to ensure I wasn't crushed as it came down. Ha, ha! That's how it's done! I hope Tiny saw that, he'll be irritated to no end that I managed to bring it the ground before he did. Gweheheheh!

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" someone screamed.

Ah?! Morrelia?!

She's finished off the chaff already?! Focusing my near 360 degree vision I can see that its true, the broken and sliced remains of her foes litter the ground behind her as she charges toward us, her eyes burning with rage and her face twisted in a vicious snarl. Her two blades are held low and pointing directly at the Croca Commander as she charges, her dash skill allowing her to move with unnatural speed.

You want to make your glorious entrance now?! When the work is almost done!? Well, I guess it doesn't matter that much, help is certainly welcome when challenging a monster as powerful as this, even wounded as it is.

And we have wounded it. Crinis has been biting and sawing away at two of the monsters' arms and shoulder for a while now and her work has been rewarded. The scales have been penetrated and ichor is dripping down from between her tentacles. It won't be much longer and the Croc is going to be down to half arms. Even if she doesn't get that far, those two arms don't look as though they'll be much use in the near future, not without some serious healing.

Tiny has done more work, certainly more than I expected him to be able to do. His punches have impressive destructive potential on their own, powered by his massive physique, but with him discharging bolts of electricity into the Croc with each blow he's been savaging the inside of the monster just as badly as he has the outside. Of the three of us, the most raw HP damage has been dealt my the ape, for sure.

My own contributions have been a bit more on the utility side, slowing the monster, gumming it up with acid, weakening its defences and attacking it mentally in order to provide openings for my two pets to take advantage of. I don't mind playing the support role for now but I have to say I don't feel it suits my temperament, I want to be right in the thick of things, slapping down the enemies of justice with my face hands. Hopefully after my next evolution I can address my current physical weakness.

All in good time. I still need to try and finish absorbing the rare core before I can even think of evolution.

deep with each strike, but sheer weight of attacks is going

….

w-, wait a sec!

THAT EXPERIENCE IS MIIIIIIIINE!

Hold down the handbags arms on your side. Jump on them if

to hold too long Master! Holding its arms together is already stretching my

to hold for

[how dare this woman dream of stealing experience

Crinis lashed out with her tentacles, wrapping

[Nice, Crinis!] I cheered.

his whole body down on them, using his weight to pin the limbs to the ground. The Croca-Commander writhed and fought to resist the grip of the monsters wrestling it to the ground. Had it been at full strength then I doubt

This is my chance!

the creatures own body, there will never be a better time to strike than now! Morrelia has continued her furious flurry of strikes, her arms and chest coated with the ichor that is now spraying for the deep wounds she is beginning to inflict. I'm not even certain that she's trying to steal the last hit, I think she's just deep in the depths of her rage, but I

The Croc struggled even more furiously when it realised it was being stepped

going straight for the

*Shattering Bite!*

my mandibles extended out as my energy manifested itself in air and came down with the satisfying sound

Let's keep this

*Bite!* *Bite!* *Bite!*

each chomp I dig deeper and the Croca's struggles grow weaker,