Chrysalis

Chapter 558

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaait!"

I won't. I'm running for it. With a great leap, I fly into the air, over the heads of the ant-robed people and crash back down to the ground. My legs creak under the strain, but I care not, forcing myself to sprint as soon as I can.

"WAIT FOR ME, GREAT OOOOONNNEEE!!!"

It's not happening, you mad priest. I barely talk to you and now people are wearing strange robes and following me around like secret service. A few more conversations and you'll have newborn babies dressed up as larvae, and people will start trying to carry me around on a palanquin or something… Actually the baby thing sounds cute…

No! I'll be strong! DASH!

I kick up a huge cloud of dust and just like that, I leave the humans and Beyn floundering in my wake as I run for the hill. The sweet mana, it calls to me! As do the more reasonable behaviours of my family members. I'd rather talk to Leeroy than exchange words with that nutty priest. My time in the town was certainly interesting, and it's nice to know that the Colony still has a strong ally in Enid, even if some of the more recent arrivals don't look quite as favourably on us. I can't help but feel a little disgruntled about that. Who saved all their lives, bore the brunt of the horde attack, and is even helping them build their town to this very day? Sheesh.

welcome dark the moment I can. The sweet blue light of mana infuses my body and I breathe a sigh of relief as the drain from my core slows significantly. With constant application of external mana manipulation, it's possible for me to slowly replenish my reserves in the first strata, a thought

as you try and ignore it and concentrate on other things but it's always there, the sense of impending death prodding away

share these more cramped tunnels with. Those tricky flickers in my Vestibule have returned, but I ignore them for the moment. I

ever deeper into the nest, I make my way to the brood chambers, where hundreds of pupae line dozens of chambers, each lovingly cared for by their brood tenders. In the centre of these

the designs for the new

They cry in

to pick something up

Crinis shift on my carapace as I speak, but she chooses to remain silent. She knows why I've come, even if

of the Queens steps forward to say, "but we heard you had arrived in the nest. Is there anything we

leave this sort of thing for me. You have a very

the nest below ground has expanded, so too has this one. Dozens of extra

in a way I never did before. Which brings me uncomfortably close to the object I left here when

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