Chrysalis

[I thank you for your cooperation.]

[To you as well. I hope that your research is of some use to the Colony.]

[I wish the same. If you wish to view our published work, you can find it in the pheromone library. There are copies in every major nest.]

[Wonderful. I will read with interest.]

Torrina placed her pen away and shut the book in front of her as the interviewee, a tier six mage, amongst the first, turned and walked out of the room. With more ants reaching the sixth tier, it became more important than ever before to correlate their evolutionary options and choices. Granin in particular had been obsessed with it, almost as obsessed as the Colony itself, which was why the triad had been busy interviewing and documenting every tier six ant they could get to talk to them.

Which was all of them that they could reach. Once they realised the fruits of their research would be delivered to the Colony, they were only too happy to help.

If only her own colleagues had been as forthcoming with information, they would have been able to achieve so much more. The petty rivalries of the shaper circle seemed even more absurd to her now than they had when she was a student. Perhaps the day would come when social discord and competition would arise amongst the ants, forcing the siblings to struggle against each other, but as of yet, that day had not dawned.

A level of cooperation that bordered on the fanatical, that was the defining trait of the Colony in her eyes. In many ways, Anthony himself exemplified the trait. There was nothing he would not give of himself for his new family, even if he would never say as much.

She stood from behind the desk she had been provided, ensuring she didn't scrape the immaculately woven rug under the carved chair. Once again, only the best had been provided for her use, and she was careful not to damage any of it. Furniture such as this would have cost her a small fortune amongst the golgari.

As she stepped out of the “office”, she found Corun emerging from his own room next door. The young shaper gave her a broad smile, the stones of his true skin grinding together as he did so.

"Another day done. Got everything you need?"

Torrina nodded.

"I don't have any more mages or core shapers to interview, if that's what you mean. I'm not sure if that will satisfy Granin though."

Corun pulled a face and laughed.

"I doubt it. I'm done with the soldiers, scouts and generals that are within reach as well. For the time being, we won't have any choice but to move on to something else. Hopefully, moving down to the fourth to see what Anthony is up to."

easy manner gained through

he's only been tier six for what? A couple of months at the most. You can't expect the same sort of speed out of him that he had

"From what I've heard, he's been munching on literally thousands of tier four and fives. Even if they're weak, that's still going to be a lot of experience. He might want to get some advice sooner than you think. The next evolution is going to

"Damn right it is."

jumped and turned to find Granin, the granite-covered senior shaper looming behind them like a boulder. How he managed to move so quietly covered in such a crude stone, Torrina would never

boss," Corun greeted their elder and leader of the triad, "I'm guessing this means that you're done for

Granin grunted.

fourth, apparently. The rest are on the front lines of the expansion war. We just can't find enough

seen the old man so enthused with his work, as she imagined he must have been in his younger days. He was obsessed and determined to burn the candle at both

determined anything yet?"

flicked a glance

"Let's get

caution, but they were conditioned to follow the triad leader and so they did not question him, but instead followed

Candelabras of gleaming metal held small cores that burned with beautiful, dim light, illuminating the intricate carvings, woven rug and tasteful embellishments that lined their path. But even such

vast open space of ash and smoke that was the skyline of the third stratum. The ominous red light bleeding from the outside into the corridor, infusing it with a macabre glow. Despite the opulence, it was impossible to forget where they were, or how high up. She'd

volume not being utilised, but for now a segment close to the top had been allocated for the allies of the Colony to

thoughts on a new technique, muttered something about crumple zones and then assured her they'd done everything they could to ensure they were as safe as possible. She'd shrugged and told them she thought they would

None at all. They wanted the dark and security of their cramped chambers

they arrived at their private rooms, greeting the few humans and golgari they saw along the way before

the secrecy?" she asked

flicked her a glance before he walked to his

skins didn't allow for the same comforts as a human might welcome. Her people didn't like soft or fluffy things, and needed materials that

the ants had developed a soft, springy material that was firm enough not to be damaged by them, strong enough to hold their weight,

Granin leaned forward to

of concern. The first of which relates directly to Anthony

words for a moment

tell me what you think

younger shapers glanced at each

level. Good stats and more than acceptable bonuses almost across the line.