Chrysalis

Corun, Torrina and Granin all stare at me with glittering eyes after they reveal that it's the Ancients who've stuck this hook in me rather than the Dungeon itself. At times like this I have to remind myself that despite their intelligence, these three are cultists who essentially worship a giant worm.

[So in your opinion, the fact that the Ancients have done this to me, rather than the Dungeon itself, should change my view of it?]

[Of course,] Torrina nods seriously, [these are the oldest and most powerful creatures in this world.]

[How could it not make a difference? Are you saying you don't care that you've been called by these god-like entities?] Corun entreats me, grinning.

I stare him in the eye.

[OF COURSE I DON'T CARE! Why the hell would it make any difference to me? Are you stupid? Is your brain a worm?! I swear on the Colony, if I ever become an Ancient I'll stick a hook in your guts and haul you around the Dungeon, we'll see if your opinion changes!]

Granin raises both his hands and tries to calm the mood.

[Alright, let's settle a bit. Obviously Anthony isn't thrilled at being in pain. That's perfectly understandable. I'm sure that you can understand why we might be excited though, right? You've essentially been touched by what we would consider to be omnipotent beings.]

[Granin,] I grate out, [even if I wasn't in pain, I wouldn't care about the Ancients. All they are to me can be summed up as 'threats to my family'. Outside of that they can take a long walk on a scenic trail.]

Corun almost winces.

talk about them like that, Anthony,]

what?] I sarcastically bite back. [Will they cause me discomfort and limit my movements? Wouldn't that be

ache flares within my

I complain. [I can't detect any mana that's connecting to me. It's like this sensation

to trigger the call. Some promising monsters begin to feel it early, perhaps even at tier four

possible according to what I know, but these monsters have been alive for literally thousands of years. If they haven't figured things out

I finally manage to push aside my anger and try to be reasonable. [You can't help get rid of this, is there any way I can mitigate it? Reduce the effects? Right now I can barely operate on this stratum at all,

She glances at Granin, who indicates

know how to lessen the effects of the call. We only know that when it is in effect, it will be constant. The only way to get rid of it that we've ever found is for the marked individual to … ] she reaches for the right words,

don't intentionally weaken myself during an evolution this is just going

monsters to them,] Granin says directly. [It's a crude method, but they are attempting to drive you to descend further, evolve more, fight and survive in ever more difficult

what he can do with his beliefs when a familiar scent wafts against my

difficult are you,

toward the nest in shock. It can't be!

aggressively, zipping this way and that as they rush forward to assess any threats. But underneath all of that swarming carapace is

I gasp. "Weren't you in the

her guards to let her go out hunting and everything. I kind of thought that would end up being her retirement, in a way. She could go catch her own food, battle and lay eggs, everything she wanted in life. What the