Chrysalis

We slaughtered a heck of a lot of monsters in the third ambush. By abusing the limitations of the control used on the monsters we continuously charged, battled, retreated and recovered until our entire force was battled out and exhausted from the slaughter, unable to keep up with the last retreating monsters. Even Tiny had collapsed to the ground, punched out.

Soldiers had been lost, of course. Fighting meant casualties and I would just have to get used to the idea. Even when including the scouts that we'd lost, a third of the number committed, the losses versus the damage inflicted looked fantastic for the colony. Not only had thousands more monsters been killed, but the experience and Biomass would be claimed by the colony in full. Enough Biomass for every soldier who participated in the battle to pump their evolutions up and empower them for the next fight.

I myself just slumped to the ground once the fighting was done, trusting that some ants would keep a lookout and slipped directly into torpor, only to awaken a few hours later with a developing issue.

My core! So empty! The gnawing feeling of my energy bleeding into the air was starting to cause that sharp pain I had become all too familiar with. I brought up my status and looked at how much mana remained inside my core. Down to under ten MP! I'd gone all out in the battle so it shouldn't be a surprise but yikes, that'd been close!

No time to lose!

[Tiny, Crinis, are you around?]

[Yes, Master.]

[Zzzzzzzzz.]

[… Tiny, food.]

[Arruah!?]

Damned ape.

our cores as soon as possible, stuff

floor and started shovelling food into my mouth. Once my first stomach was filled, I diligently switched to the social stomach and kept on going until I'd expanded in size like a

tier monsters but

Biomass! So close! Four more points and I'll achieve my first fully mutated evolution.

core. The poor saps where in charge of disposing of the Colony's dead and it was saddening to see the fallen soldiers lying lifeless on the ground, somehow looking smug and satisfied.

as possible. To that end the ants would undergo many behaviours to ensure a squeaky clean nest:

that the workers would carry the waste of the colony. The poop would go here, the bits of food that the ants couldn't

on the species. In the case of my colony here on Pangera, we haven't had many dead to worry about so it's not been much of an issue but I feel my heart twinge as

horde would be ahead of us at the moment, but since the path they followed would curve wide around the forest and we would be moving through it, we'd be

since she weighs more than I do it must be a ton! My stick-like legs are shaking holding up the balloon of infinite hunger. I vowed to myself that after my evolution I'd beef my legs up

the waste went (perhaps our digestive system is faultless

after the battle and I was delighted to see that I'd levelled once again. It's getting

Name: Anthony

Level: 37 (Special core)

Might: 41

Toughness: 29

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