Chrysalis

The rate the termites emerge from the tunnel continues to increase as the first to emerge begin to charge against the fortifications we have erected.

"FIRE!"

The order ripples through the line, causing mages to unleash their spells and others to let fly their devastating acid barrage. Naturally, I do both, raining hell using my acid and blasting out fire and ice spells utilising the omni-elemental construct. Ha! With my multi brain setup, coupled with my growing mastery of mind magic, my capacity to unleash hell from range has increased many fold! I can be pumping out multiple spells at a single time, using more than one element! The fluency and power of my casting has also improved! Even at this speed, I can compress these spells to increase their destructive impact!

I'm not quite the one ant army that I'd like to be, but I'm making great strides! The notifications start to roll in as I pummel the termite horde, but they don't stop coming.

From atop the wall, a veritable deluge of ant ordinance has been unleashed, the flat, clear space in front has been lit up in the literal sense of the word, thousands of ants pouring out as much damage as they possibly can.

But it isn't enough.

The tide of termite reinforcements continues unabated! The rate they push through the tunnels has risen to the point the cockroach descended bugs are emerging piled high on each other, reaching almost halfway to the top of the tunnel! Forget thousands, there are tens of thousands of them! I can only hope that there aren't more, since we have no idea how many are actually coming! Not that it matters, I suppose, our only course of action is to keep pouring it on!

The barrage continues unabated as the ground before us becomes a writhing carpet of dead and dying termites covered by the still living ones crawling over their own, jaws gnashing furiously as they attempt to reach us. The flood of numbers has outstripped our ability to kill them much faster than I anticipated. The termites are tough, well designed monsters, not the usual trash that would undoubtedly fill a social insect Colony like this in the wild.

Their carapaces are tough, made from much better materials than our own, what's more, they each carry a regeneration gland, to keep them in the fight longer. I'm certain that even now there are termites beneath that mass of still charging creatures who are healing, stitching themselves back together to get back into the fight. In only twenty seconds, the tide of termites slams into the base of the wall, sending a shockwave through the structure that rocks it beneath our feet.

"BRACE!"

soldiers steps forward. Climbing over each other, the termites rise like a wave to reach the top of the wall and

at me. But it isn't to be. My jaws, locked in position for several seconds, snap forward with the inevitability of a mountain collapsing, the dark mandibles of pure energy manifesting around them and extending the

DOOM CHOMP!

Crunch!

my strike and so are the three behind it, but they are quickly replaced. All along the wall

them to greater heights

termites reaches over my head and threatens to overwhelm me I lock my mandibles in place

DOOM CHOMP COMBO!

crunching through the opposition in front and cutting the termite offensive here in the centre of the wall, but only for a moment. If the middle is faring this poorly, I hope the sides

pushed on the line. Fight back! Scouts to

unleashing an acid barrage over our heads cease firing and step forward, climbing on top of the soldiers in the first line to add height and more chomping power. Despite being 'scouts', they

the jaws, work the brains, work the

to see the tunnels through which the termites are coming, so I can only hope

Snick!

I can lift, too busy dodging the bites from other foes. Immediately I feel a pull as the termite tries to drag me off the wall and into the writhing mass of insects in