Chrysalis

"At last our time has come!" Bella exulted.

"Our moment to shine!" Agreed Ellie.

"I'll be glad to get out this damp hole finally," Bella huffed.

The two core shapers glanced around at their cramped compatriots and their loyal shadow beasts, crammed into this small underground chamber.

"We can go, time to move out!" A scout near the entrance confirmed.

"Here we go!" Elllie cheered as the ants and their pets began to charge towards the entrance to the surface tunnel.

It's taken a long time for the Carvers to complete this chamber, time in which the Core Shapers had further refined their tactics and tried to squeeze the last few mutations out of their charges before the battle.

They were as ready now as they could possibly be, given the circumstances.

"Do you really think that we should be heading up there?" Ellligant worried.

"I mean, I know we agreed not to. But I don't believe that every member of the council has managed to restrain themselves. Do you? Remember the name of this strategy?"

make a good

"So let's go!"

just behind her, two massive shadow beasts raised their heads and began to move forward in support of their master. The two of them weren't technically supposed to have crafted their own pets, but they figured there

limits of their caste without their own pets? With such reasoning they had convinced themselves to not only create their own pets, but invest in them to an absurd degree, even giving up their own food to ensure the

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the scout who lead their procession into the

metres down. The final staging chamber above

many tunnels without the ground collapsing on our heads,"

beginning to unlock some truly impressive skills," the

every member of every caste approved of their work.

creatures above brawled back and forth. From the ceiling, dirt broke away and trickled down over the ants and shadow beasts that

up they went, following the winding path, like a spiral staircase through the cold, damp soil. The ants moved in complete silence, even more so than usual. The Shapers didn't have much time to talk to each other and were engaged in mental communication with their pets, preparing them

to the staging chamber. Multiple tunnels, even narrower than

designated tunnel entrance. Pets first, shapers behind," hissed the

overhead grew ever louder. Dirt fell regularly now, trickling over carapaces and irritating the

fact the ants were unable to stop and clean them in such narrow

ground her mandibles and resisted the powerful urge

she told her two

both

reduced their intelligence to this extent, she reflected, it would be nice if they could hold a decent conversation. But, their battle prowess was