Chrysalis

Chapter 647

Myrrin continued to push hard alongside her brothers and sisters of steel. The grim men and women of the Legion battled hard with little rest against endless waves of insects. She pulled her helmet off for a moment and sat, leaning her back against the rough tunnel wall. Without the aid of her helmet, the oppressive darkness of the second strata swept over her once more. She'd had her helmet on for so long she'd almost forgotten how dark it was, she could barely see her own hand in front of her face.

"Myrrin, got any space on that wall for a weary mage?" came the tired voice of Donnelan.

The young Legionary snorted in derision.

"A tired mage? How would it be possible to see such a thing? Standing at the back and waving your hands around can't be that tiring can it?"

"Leave off," came the grumbled reply as Donnelan leaned back into the wall and slid down to a seated position. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to contest the minds of these stupid ants? There's no end to them."

She felt her curiosity piqued.

"I can't really. What's it like?"

Her friend shuddered.

"I imagine it's similar to what it feels like on the front. You push forward and immediately get jumped by a dozen opponents that swarm over you in seconds. After that it's just a desperate wrestle until they give up or someone else comes along and saves you."

She nodded.

"Sounds about right," she said quietly.

She fell silent for a moment before she barked out a humourless laugh.

"What's so funny?" Donnelan asked.

in the

remember during the wave, under Liria, when we fought for days on end against the monsters? We swore we'd never see anything that bad ever

couldn't help but chuckle at how naïve they'd

fight. Days without sleep.

Myrrin refuted,

"How do you figure?"

they were mindless, in a frenzy. The moment they saw us, they charged forward and didn't stop until they were cut to

away and Donnelan

he finished the thought for

the flanks, sneak attacks trying to cut off their supplies, attempted tunnel collapses, mental assaults, barrages of spells, reinforced stone walls bristling with spikes. It was brutal, draining and constant. At any moment there could be four or five tunneling attempts going on in different locations throughout the area of Dungeon they'd captured. Not a single one had ever succeeded, but the ants didn't stop trying. At first Myrrin had thought they were just being stupid, but she'd seen how draining it had been for the mages and auxiliaries to haul their detecting equipment around, setting it up all over again every time

slipped, even for a period of minutes, the ants would be behind them, filling the tunnels in an instant and crawling over every wall and ceiling as

"this is so much worse. I'd much rather throw fireballs until I passed out than engage in these mental battles. They just feel so

other to reach us. It's like watching a living wall of monsters come rushing towards us rather than a charge. I swear I can feel their rage, even though

The mage shrugged.

he yawned, "I'm not surprised they're a little cheesed off.

pulled on her

I have a solemn duty to

you would if

"Hells yes."

With her helmet back on, Myrrin could see her fellow Legionaries hurrying forward as they prepared for the next push. The centurions huddled together not far away, pouring over scout reports and discussing the overall strategy. Things had changed since the incident a few days ago when one of the attack groups had their

looked as if the layered shield in front of her would break and she would be consumed by that void. It had held, of course, and the rest of the fight had gone according to expectations, but when she saw that creature across the field from her, she couldn't help but worry. The giant ape pet that had

IN!" came the call and

he hauled himself to his feet. "I hear we expect to reach their nest before too long, so hopefully we've reached

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