Chrysalis
Chapter 651
Deep within the main nest of the young race of ants that he had come to know as 'The Colony', the sage who had named himself Grey sat in deep meditation. Nearby, his apprentice, White, sat and watched patiently as her master performed those feats of the mind she was not yet capable of. For though he sat still, not a single muscle moving across his entire frame, his mind roamed wide, seeking and communing. After several hours of stillness, he finally opened his eyes and breathed a deep sigh, relaxing the tension that had seized him.
"What were you able to find, Teacher?" White asked him.
In response he only shook his head. A moment later she felt his mind nudge against her own.
[You know better than to speak out loud in this place,] he admonished her. [The Colony are not our enemies, but they are not Folk.]
The fox-girl ducked her head to acknowledge the reprimand.
[I understand. I feared you would be tired after your Seeking and did not wish to tax you.]
Her concern warmed his old heart, but he did not allow it to show on his face.
[I am stronger than you give me credit for, youngling. I have no need of your coddling.]
[Putting that aside, were you able to contact the Bruan'chii?]
[Impatient as ever, my disciple. Yes. The Grove Keeper has awoken and begun to tend to her children. The Grove has grown so quickly, I fear that the anger of the Mother Tree has been roused.]
[Isn't that rare? I had read that the Mother Tree was a lover of peace.]
Grey leaned back and rubbed his legs secretly, trying to keep the motion out of his young charge’s eyes.
[The Mother Tree is, before anything else, a tree. She can be vicious when it comes to matters that touch on her survival, or that of her children. From what I could glean, she has felt the presence of the Abyssal Legion in this place and she has no love for them, putting it mildly.]
White nodded. Knowledge of the war between the young races and the old was important history to their people. The conflict between the Legion and Bruan'chii had been particularly fierce, at the height of which the Mother Tree herself had been under siege, even wounded, by the Legionaries. Had the alliance not been brokered in time, it's possible that the Legion would have been successful in their attempts to cull this new race from Pangera.
[Do you believe that they will intervene?] she asked her teacher.
[I do. I'm not sure if they will risk open conflict at this stage, but I think a show of force will be the least we can expect from them.]
[And our people?]
deep
The decision to accept the Colony as a young race and allow them to join the alliance will take years, and many honour battles, to settle. The tribes are fractious at
weight there, Master. You could push them
directly on his disciple and stared hard at her. She sat still, hands folded in her lap as she looked back at him steadily. Her eyes were clear and focused, unpolluted
you child? You desire our people to reach forth their hand and shelter
it. [I do not believe you should extinguish an entire race on
the Legion to be evil? I do not. They simply do what they think is right, as do we all. It is rare indeed to find the individual who walks on a path that they know to be
her mind
actions and instead pondered the answer to her question. Was he willing to act? Usually so confident in his decisions, this time he wasn't sure. The branching paths of fate
Deeper in the Dungeon.
with the power of the Mother. His memory still shifted and drifted, not yet settled in his new form, but he didn't mind. Here in the Grove, so close to the tendril of the Origin Tree, he knew no harm could come to him. So long as the Mother watched over them, they would be safe and act to carry out her will. In this moment, her will was clear. Anger and indignation rang throughout the Grove until every branch and leaf quivered with it. The hated enemy had been found attempting to extinguish new light, just as they had attempted on the Keeper's own people. It would
the growth of each vine, flower, tree and shrub. To the outside eye, it appeared as if a flourishing ecosystem of plants had sprung to life here in the most harsh
was more simple, of course. This was not a plethora of plants, but one entity. All was the Mother Tree, each and every lifeform in the grove just another expression of her careful design to draw in the power of the Dungeon and transform it to fuel her people. That energy was already being put to good use. The Keeper turned
the wooden face of the Keeper as he saw these new children of the Mother being born. It wouldn't be long now until they emerged, fully formed and ready to become the
In the Legion camp.
against the table and examined the various
made
"That's right," Aurillia replied.
"Twenty tons?"
"At least."
the
"Yes."
one hand to pinch his
"They’ve developed so fast…"
we're here
leaned back and thought for a
able to succeed on a full frontal assault of the gate but I'm worried about the no doubt
are industrious,
About Chrysalis - Chapter 651
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