Chrysalis

Turns out that our rest doesn't last for long. When an opportunity comes along in dire circumstances such as these, I'm not going to say no! After thirty minutes of catching our breath and healing up, Crinis perks up a few seconds before I notice it also.

A strong reaction from my mana sense, below us. From the glow of the core I feel as if this monster has to be tier five, the same as me. This is a good chance to harvest some experience and gain a powerful core to play with then absorb. Should be go for it? Those hunters could still be around after all. It hasn't been long since we lost them and if they're still snooping around the area, I don't want to get their attention back on us so soon.

But, oh! This prey feels so juicy! Nice strong core, surely a ton of Biomass on offer as well. Since I was only just considering how scarce good hunting opportunities are going to be if these hunters stick around, can I really afford to turn away from a tempting target such as this?

[Let's go and check it out at least. Surely there's no harm from that?]

Reasoning this way, we emerge with caution from our resting place and start to descend toward the creature which feels as if it's leisurely picking its way through the coral undergrowth, confident in its own strength. Oh ho, we'll see how strong you are my little fish.

Something about stalking prey tickles the primitive parts of my human consciousness. It's dynamic and exciting. I climb down vertically, my claws gripping the surface tight as my antennae sweep through the air, soaking in every little particle the atmosphere has to give me.

Even Tiny seems sharpen up, his ears twitch furtively as he take in the sounds of the expanse, his eyes focused with an unusual gleam.

[Nice, Tiny. I like to see that look on your face. Stay frosty.]

He gives a confused grunt.

[I mean, stay sharp.]

He frowns, his ears droop a little.

[Just stay focused dammit!]

us to find it. The creature resembles a mutated lobster. It's front end is raised up, two powerful, fearsome

Nasty.

looking carapace the many little lobster legs scuttled away as the creature moved with the lazy grace and confidence of a creature who feels unthreatened in its current environment. Compared

Stay cool, Anthony. Don't rush things, you might end up in serious trouble that way. Still spying on the unhurried creature from above, I cast about

go and scout around, see if you can find any sign of suspicious movement. We don't want

Master. Will you be okay

don't

evident in every tentacle on Crinis' body as she

don't attack, let's just relax here and take it easy until Crinis has had a look. We

doesn't have a choice but to follow my directions. The two of us hang like giant but more attractive spiders from above the monster. We control our breathing and move as little as possible to stay hidden whilst Crinis does her scouting. Beneath us, totally oblivious to the two hungry creatures watching from above, the massive

to change our position twice and still Crinis hasn't back from her scouting mission. I'm

think I found something strange. Come

of us move toward the direction I can sense Crinis and we find her hanging from a coral branch

Master, along the

own mana awareness and I find them, faint ghosts

Stupid hunters! They're still here, all six of them, moving

toward the

find them. Another six moving in the same direction as the first lot, perhaps sixty metres apart. They're coming through the coral

no, no! Not like