Chrysalis

The battle raged around Isaac Bird and in the brief moments where he wasn't desperately trying to keep himself from getting skewered or sliced in half he had to wonder why he was even here. Peer pressure was part of it, he could admit that to himself. When three quarters of the guards under him had volunteered to go down and aid in the defence it would have looked a little ridiculous if he, their leader, didn't go with them. There was an element of pride, also. The ants had done much to help the refugees and now when a chance came for the people to return the favour it would be churlish to turn it down. Another part of him, a more honest part, was willing to admit that he'd hoped to see Morrelia here. When she'd left, all those weeks ago, he regretted not going with her, and now that she'd returned with the Legion, how could he not take this chance? What exactly he hoped to accomplish in wooing the woman who captured his heart with her fierce and headstrong ways from the opposite side of a battlefield, he wasn't sure, but it was worth a go! He hoped it was worth a go.

"SPEARS UP LADS!" he roared into the din and hoped his people could hear him as the Legionaries surged forward for another clash.

CLICKCLICKCLACKCLIK!

A chorus of snapped mandibles rang out as the ants issues their own warcry. Isaac held his ground and tried not to get buffeted by the huge monsters around him as they crawled over each other and clung to the ceiling to try and get at the enemy.

"FOR THE COLONY!" Roared the priest from behind him. "DELIVER VENGEANCE UPON THE INFIDEL WHO REFUSE TO ACCEPT THAT WHICH HAS BEEN MADE CLEAR TO US! FIGHT! FIGHT FOR THE COLONY!"

"I'm fightin', I'm fightin'!" Isaac grumbled as he activated his shield wall Skill and deflected a blast of sword light upwards.

The ant above him angled its carapace to absorb the diminished blow before it lunged forward to try and snap the sword of the offending soldier but the enemy was too crafty and snatched the weapon back just in time.

"Try this on!" He roared and executed a perfect micro-dash as he ignited his spear with energy and used Expert Thrust.

A pure beam of light shot forward from the weapon and caught the enemy unawares, hitting them full in the chest. Other than knocking the wind out of them, the strike didn't appear to do much to the foe. The ranks closed around the soldier who was back in the fight a few moments later after collecting their breath.

damn tough. What the hell is tha' stuff even made of?" Even exhausted in the midst of battle, Isaac couldn't help but complain to

been able to lay their hands on before, it felt a little inadequate when they were put

FOUND THROUGH TRIAL AND SUFFERING. DO NOT FORGET THOSE THAT SAVED

never know. It was inhuman as far as he was

He roared again as the two sides surged toward each other

Isaac snarled and bellowed as he dipped low before executing a sneaky shield charge. He clipped his opponent’s weapon at a different angle than was expected which caused the soldier to lurch backwards before he was disarmed. Not willing to let go of this chance, Isaac lashed his spear through a tight sweep that clipped the left foot of the Legionary and caused him to crash to

the gaps. The ants refused to let it happen so easily and dove forward, hurling their bodies into the swords of the enemy to try and widen the break

ME!" Isaac called, hoping someone could

going to let them do it alone! He cursed and spat with wild abandon as he lashed out with his spear, desperate to widen the gap and take the pressure off the monsters who absorbed insane amounts of punishment without taking a backward step. It wouldn't be possible for Isaac to perform half

THIS HOLY GROUND WITH EVERY FIBRE OF YOUR BEING! LET YOUR VERY SOUL SHAKE WITH THE POWER OF YOUR EFFORTS AS WE DRIVE AWAY THESE LOST ONES. DO NOT BLAME THEM CHILDREN, FOR THEY TREAD THE FALSE PATH, COLD AND ALONE WITHOUT

all thoughts of the priest from his mind as he frantically battled in the front lines. The fighting had reached a fever pitch as both sides jumped on the tiny, infinitesimal edge he had created for the Colony and he was

an' get it you shiny bastards!" he grimaced his challenge as

life, he would fail to explain how he recognised her so quickly, but the instant that red armoured figure, a brutal short sword in either hand stepped into view,

Morr. How've you been?"

suspected his arm may have been fractured but he didn't have time to worry about it. Still with a stupid grin on

weapon up once more, eager for