Chrysalis

We make good time as we flee once more, this time with the hulking form of Tiny stomping along behind us. It's nice to have the big guy's powerful presence with the group once more. Sometimes a problem just needs to be hit really hard, and while Tiny might have his faults, that is certainly something that he brings to the table. In spades.

In terms of speed, he still can't keep up with me, but at least he's faster than before. What's surprising is that he uses his wings when he gets the space. They flare out from his back and stretch much wider than I'd thought was possible before they push down with tremendous force, giving the giant ape a bit of lift, leading to a burst of speed. It's quite impressive when it happens, which isn't often in these more narrow tunnels.

[So what happened to Corun?]

[Harrr?]

[Wasn't he supposed to be with you?]

My understanding was that Corun would take Tiny out hunting in the tunnels; it's not as if he could just let Tiny loose in the Dungeon without supervising him.

[Arrr. Bek.]

[He went back?]

[Hnn.] A nod.

Strange…

[Did he say why?]

Or maybe he'd just known all along? I suppose it doesn't matter now since we've managed to meet up and escape. What happened before isn't especially relevant. Better to

are so many ants in range, I'm still not tired, despite all the running I've had to do. Looking

[You alright there, Jim?]

think…

long. Another ten minutes,

[Oh boy…]

it too soft for

from the outpost and head towards the ever-increasing signal coming from the Colony members nearby. Our progress immediately slows as we have to deal with the monsters who've taken up residence in the tunnel, but it doesn't have much of an impact. With Tiny along with us, we burn through these lower-tier creatures with ease, smashing them aside and moving on

[Let's go!]

outrage at the mere suggestion

You know, those stone people! Do you want

sighs dejectedly and grabs a quick chunk of Biomass

[Good enough!]

a solid chance that I'll have to injure or destroy them, since I sure as heck don't want them to take me back. If they end up losing warriors in the process

an entire empire of giant rock people sending a force to squash my family would be less than ideal. If that happened then… Geez, I don't even know

big fat abdomen to safety as fast as possible and then I don't have to worry about

of desperate running and battling, they finally catch us. The first sign is a tingle in my antennae warning me of impending danger. On reflex, I

CRASH!

dodge a figure that falls from above with the force of a

to Jim and the pets before I turn to see someone stand

it glitters like a rainbow. Is this another moron who chose his skin for aesthetic purposes and not for defence? I whip together a mind bridge between the two of