Chrysalis

Anger boils inside me at the thought that these moronic Shapers would dare to kill my siblings! Outrageous! They've nobody to blame for their current circumstances but themselves, I've no pity for them at all. My attitude toward the Golgari is hardening at a frightening pace. If I hadn't had such positive experiences with Granin and his triad then there's a possibility that none of the Shapers would have made it out of this assault alive. I suppose that's a dark thought, but these people are messing with my family! That's not something I can allow anymore.

[Crinis, do you think you could jump through to the Shadows in the next room?]

[I'll need a distraction. They'll be on the lookout for a tactic like that.]

[Not a problem. I can give you all the distraction you'll need. Keep your senses open and wait for your chance.]

[Right, Master!]

…

[That means you need to climb off me and move to the side.]

[… No it doesn't.]

[Yes, it does! What's the point of me drawing their fire and creating a distraction if YOU are the one being hit?!]

[But…]

[No buts! Get your nightmarish gloop over in that corner and wait for a chance!]

and out of sight in a corner where she

with, I approach the fire zone at the end of the corridor, an area covered in ants clinging

support?" I demand

other floors keeping the peace. They're the only ones who can talk to these people,

Makes sense.

been attempted

fire the

Hmmph.

they got what they deserved

"Yes, Eldest!"

spells to fly down the corridor. It arrives after a few seconds, a wave of fireballs, bolts of ice and other more esoteric magics that detonate, shatter and otherwise peter out against the rubble without finding a

POW! POW! POW! POW!

through the air down the corridor to splatter against something out of sight and the ants begin to duck back down again in anticipation of the next wave of

POW! POW! POW!

against what is definitely a magical shield of some sort. The Shapers, who'd been preparing to return fire, are shocked to see their precious shield begin to bubble and steam as my acid begins to eat into it. I follow up with a solid blast of flamethrower magic as

out from between my mandibles, I race down the corridor like a freight train, but as expected, it only takes a moment

BOOM! THUD!

flames in the other direction, slamming into my carapace with impressive force. The best I can do to protect my eyes is lower my rear legs as I run, creating an angle to protect the top of my head, but the damage adds up. It's not as if they can miss me after all. I'm a giant ant-fish in a rather small barrel at this moment. As long as they don't get a lucky shot, it's unlikely that they'll be able to puncture my carapace

SHING!

lodges deep in my carapace. Ouch! Someone put a huge amount of mana into that thing! But it's only