Chrysalis

My mandibles close with a mighty crunch and another massive centipede has met an early grave.

[You have slain level 15 Adult Claw Centipede]

[You have gained experience.]

To one side, Tiny is pinning down a rotting rabbit and he is repeatedly punching it in the head until it stops moving and on the other, Crinis continues to work her dark magic on the creatures unfortunate enough to fall into her clutches.

[Got things under control, team?]

[URAAA!] Tiny bellows, both in my mind and out loud as his fists finish their work.

[Yes, Master. These low class filth will be out of your way in just a moment. Do not trouble yourself over them.]

[I mean, they aren't really any trouble.]

[Just leave them to me! I mean… us.]

[Uh… okay.]

It may just be me, but I feel that Crinis has become a little more intense lately. She's always been a little bit … on edge. But since the Garralosh fight she's been fighting hard for every scrap of experience she can get her horrific, barbed limbs on.

[How close are you to evolving now Crinis?]

I still need six

level twenty in no time flat. You're doing great work, no need to beat

[Yes, Master.]

is still flexing his hands and eagerly eyeing our surroundings looking for things to beat up. I can't help but sigh a little. Both of my pets are feeling the desire for strength. I understand it, now that I've reached tier five, my strength has skyrocketed. Crinis doesn't want to feel useless and Tiny doesn't

a rare core, who knows where I can get my mandibles on one of

We must be getting close to the

Biomass before we move on. I've been trying to get back to the place I saw Formo, since that would be the obvious place to start searching. We've been pushing through the twisting tunnels of the Dungeon for three days, taking a brief nap to refresh ourselves after

from the colony here and the support from my Vestibule has begun to fade. I'm honestly surprised it goes this far, I'm a long way out after all. Perhaps further mutations to increase the range will

the walls has faded back to a muted glow. Jagged stone formations cast pointed shadows at odd angles and the

but we are back to a much more comfortable state of affairs. Certainly travelling is much more comfortable than it was before. Our trio continues to pick our way forward through the tunnels. I focus on my antennae as we travel, ensuring that I try and pick up every lurking creature. Running through all these tunnels is doing wonders for my tunnel map, I'm filling in all sorts of new territory. As this tiny slice of the Dungeon continues to unfold in my mind map, the thousands of smaller and larger tunnels that twist in every direction, branching seemingly infinitely, the sheer size and complexity of

It's

Wait a sec… tentacles?

[Watch out, Master!]

position on my back., Crinis whips out a few tentacles to grab a nearby stone pillar and drags me to one side just as another set of tentacles whip through the

[Crinis?! What the hell?!]

[It's not me!]

that for

[Another JellyMaw!?]

slow to react since when I see tentacles in my future

[GRRRRR!]

realise what is attacking me, Crinis releases a decidedly un-Crinis like growl of

[Crinis what's -]