Chrysalis

"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.

like the one coming to kill us right now, more mage ants would be

horde with deadly fire, torching dozens of monsters with flamethrower like magic before retreating through the tunnels which collapsed behind them, leaving decimated

most of the hatchlings move into the soldier caste recently" Antionette informed

could understand, but

and I have been doing our best to map out the skill paths from scratch and explore methods to raise up the future generations of mage ants" Propellant told me ruefully. "We

more mages right now. To clear away large amounts of weak enemies they would have been indispensable. There may be a use for

say: Quantity, is a quality all

our way, I need to help with that so I can reach my second objective, which is to level up so

evolution, Eldest?" Victoriant asked, sounding oddly

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

away 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 be

to dump all of the hard work onto me, didn't you? She's technically correct,

lead up to this crisis?" I asked the gathered council, "If we

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

anyone is suggesting that we cease food gathering operations completely" Sloan assured her, "but rather that we divert a

her fellow Brood Tender were clearly not happy. I understand it, less food coming in means less brood.

program continues to run unabated. Each new hatchling deserves the best possible start

can only do with extensively upgraded compound eyes, one of the benefits

to appease me than anything else. My 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 for the

out for a few hours will you,

Crinis needs to evolve and we all need some rest. We've been pretty flat out for