Chrysalis

The gravity bomb screams into life and I almost instantly die. The pulling force of the spell is so strong it almost rips me from my feet before I grip hard to the ground beneath me to prevent being ripped from the ground. The spell soon moves far enough away that the immediate danger is over and I can relax my hold, but a whole new fear is born in my heart.

If that's what it's like now… what will happen when it hits?

["EVERYBODY OVER HERE! NOW!"] I roar in every way I can.

[Master! What's happening?] Crinis asks.

[I just unleashed the mother of all gravity bombs and I'm worried we're all going to die when it pops off. Get everyone over here on the edge of the shield so we can dig in!]

And I start to do just that, ripping into the ground with my mandibles to create more distance and give myself a firmer foothold.

All the while that horrible scream shatters the air, the wind howling with despair as it is consumed by the bomb in flight. Even the light is eaten, the ball itself is almost impossible to see, it's so dark around it. The reaction of the kaarmodo is immediate, the lizards going pale (that might just be my imagination) and their servants reinforce the shield Invidia had already been battering with his eye beam.

["Move it, dammit!"] I scream as the ants turn and disengage from the termites. ["Aren't you supposed to be fast?!”]

Crinis is already retracting her limbs back into the shadows and emerging next to me as Tiny leaps out of the tunnel mouth, Invidia once more riding on his shoulder.

HOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWLLLL!!!

anywhere near this thing when it goes off. I continue to frantically shovel tons of soil and rock

is that?" Vibrant rushes up next to me and

that! Dig and hold on! When the shield goes, we run

I focus on the slowly revolving ball of gravity mana, I notice something strange. As they try to tear mana free, the ball is trying to pull it back in, refusing to let any energy escape from its orbit. They're managing to get hold of some of

that won't

weakened. Already the kaarmodo have been forced to pull their attention from it in order to protect themselves. With effort, the combined efforts of my family and I could break through it now, but I get the feeling that in a moment

to arrive, diving over the earth mound I've been piling up and frantically digging holes for themselves to hide in, even if they don't understand why. A small number of termites have begun to charge

for a fraction of a second. I don't see what happens next,

["GRAB HOLD!"]

and for a brief moment, there is perfect stillness, as if the world were holding its breath. Then

not a scream,

The wind doesn't howl or shriek, it cuts and tears, ripping up the dirt, pulling up fungus, plants, trees, rocks, everything. I don't dare poke my head out to take

soil around your legs! Do it!"] I order

there. His eye aglow, Invidia does as I ask, along with all the other ant mages

the ground beneath. The loose soil that had piled behind me as I dug is already gone, torn away in the first few seconds. If