Chrysalis

[How's it going over there Tiny? Crinis?]

[We'll win, but it's going to take time!]

[Take care and make sure of it, we don't need to rush!]

I don't think… although, looking at Grokus as the massive demon looms over me, that I'll be able to finish this quickly. If the gravity bomb doesn't manage to inflict massive damage on him, then I have no idea what will! I pull back a little from the city lord, giving myself room to plot my next manoeuvre. The area where I bit him has already healed, if I damaged him at all.

[You're actually a tough nut to crack, aren't you Grokus?]

The huge demon swings his body around to face me head on.

[Food is strength in this world. How can anyone be stronger than me? I've been consuming hundreds of Biomass a day for longer than you've been alive, and you want to challenge me? You're weak! Just another snack!]

enough to make you invincible?] I scoff. [Why don't we find a tier eight demon and you can impress them with how much you've eaten over the years? I wonder

out, but imagine if he'd spent all that time practicing his Skills instead of sitting on his backside eating. He'd be so much

that food that you've wasted will be going to a better cause soon enough. How many thousands of ants will

you come over here and we can see if I wasted it or

as we circle one another neither one willing to make the first move. This suits me down to the ground, every second that passes makes my gravity bomb stronger, it's already growing dense enough that he must be able to sense it. That much concentrated mana is

dodge, waiting for my antennae to tell me how he's going to reach for me. The closer he gets, the sharper the pain in my stomach becomes, the acid boiling away as thoughts of food swim in my head, threatening to drive my consciousness away and turn me into a ravenous beast. I resist it, but I can tell that the longer the fight

closer. I wait and wait, watching his approach and refusing to move until my antennae give me the glimpse that I'm looking for. I hold off until he's almost on top of me, only then do I realise, he's not going to grab! That's why I can't see anything! The moment I make the realisation I shift my weight and dash to the side, putting all of my force

direction by digging my claws into the ground. Shifting directions for a mass of my size isn't easy and my muscles and joints scream as I push them to their limits as that giant

scratch down my left flank as he snatches at the air I occupied only a moment ago. It's only a glancing blow, but deep grooves have been cut into my diamond carapace. This is first stratum versus third after all, I can't expect too much. As close as

my legs again, dash closer, ducking low under that arm and locking my mandibles into place. Hopefully

OMEN CHOMP COMBO!

grab at me again. The five chomp combo is just about as much as I can manage

made of?! He might be a tier above me, fine, but there's no

purrs in my mind, [if you're smart, you should crawl back up to where you belong. This is the land of demons. You're beyond