Chrysalis

Chapter 322

"With your permission Eldest, I will leave the council and begin to organise a workforce to prepare our initial fortifications" Tungstant said.

I waved an antennae in approval and the small, dextrous ant climbed up the wall and out the roof of the chamber in a moment.

"Alright then. Pitfall traps, tunnels to attack, I like all of these ideas. What else have we got? How is our magic firepower coming along?" I asked.

The two mages in the room, Propellant and Coolant, shifted on their feet as they became the centre of attention for the council. The mage caste hadn't had a lot of time to build up their raw magic handling skills, and were without the benefit of my own extensive spending on brain power when it came to evolutions. Having said that, they were no slouches in the brain game and were able to choose their own elemental gland on evolution. So there had to be some juice there.

"The number of mage ants we have to work with is still limited" Coolant hedged.

There were over a thousand ants in the colony at this time, there were like a hundred new ants being born every day. How few mages could there be?

"How many are we talking about?" I asked.

"Five" Coolant said flatly.

"Five?!" I sputtered.

"Oh, seven including Coolant and I" Propellant offered helpfully.

Holy moly.

do we have so few mages? When fighting against a huge horde, like the one coming to kill us right now, more mage ants would be

reveal teams of mage ants who blasted the front ranks of the horde with deadly fire, torching dozens of monsters with flamethrower like magic before retreating through the tunnels which collapsed behind them, leaving decimated and crispy ranks of enemies

soldier caste recently" Antionette informed me,

I could understand,

of mage ants" Propellant told me ruefully. "We didn't anticipate a need for

weak enemies they would have been indispensable. There may be a use for the mages we have, of course,

quality all of its own.

I need to help with that so I can reach

to your next evolution,

a dip of my antennae, "I only need six more levels. If we're going to battle against creatures as strong as those coming our way, we're going to

at the number of weaker monsters but tackling anything stronger is going to be beyond us for a time. If the Eldest can evolve then that task will

dump all of the hard work onto me, didn't you?

don't need to prioritise food gathering or egg laying to a high extent in the lead

entirely, surely?" protested Florence, the to this point silent Brood Tender, "without food the

that we divert a

clearly not happy. I understand it, less food coming in

workers here to ensure that the hatchling training program continues to run

them at the same time, something you can only do with extensively upgraded

insistence on equal treatment for the hatchlings still makes little sense to them I suspect, thankfully by virtue of being old they have to listen to me. Hooray for strict respect

move out for a few hours will

been pretty flat out for the

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