Chrysalis

“Eldest! What are you doing up here?” Leeroy complained.

“Hah. Thought you had a nice final stand setup here, did you? You thought you’d run far enough from the rest of the Colony that we wouldn’t be able to catch up and keep you alive? You should know better by now, Leeroy.”

“But don’t you need to rush deeper into the nest, Eldest?” she asks, hope still alive in her scent. “We can hold this position… against overwhelming odds, even! Yes! We can stay here, battling to control the mouth of the nest to protect you… until we fall one by one, tragically!”

Wow, she worked that up in her head quickly.

“No chance, Leeroy. I came up here strictly to keep you and all your followers alive. None of you are going to die while I’m here,” I tell her firmly.

“Dammit.”

“This sucks!”

“Ruining everything…”

“I was feeling good about today…”

“Hey! Shut up over there! You think I can’t hear you? Don’t make me walk over there!”

“Would you kill us if you did?”

“What? No!”

“Dammit...”

battle, you’ve had your fun. Now get back to fighting termites already. You’re

the Immortals grumble and turn back to fighting, but it's easy to

the termite nest, their scent trails are all around us, along with literally tens of thousands of them all around us, climbing up the walls, and there are for sure thousands upon

up for this then

comprehend it, so I can’t understand their lack of gusto. It’s not a

Let me at ‘em!

of the armoured soldier in front of me, throwing myself into the waiting jaws of the frothing termite horde like a

domain revolving into existence to pull the termites down before I even land. WIth plenty of brain power to spare, I pour

crushing as I raise my business district high and blast the surroundings with a healthy dose of the Colony’s finest

Eat acid you suckers!

that, but I won’t get the chance this soon in

close and personal

to answer the call! Unrestrained, I unleash all of my pent-up rage upon the enemy, channelling the intent of my entire family into my mandibles

bite enough to smash ten termites at once. In the distance I can see the rest of the Colony pushing forward, grinding down the enemy and rolling them

understand quite why the ka’armodo had their slave monsters build the entrance to the nest so wide, the wide path and high ceiling only narrow deeper in as the opening fades into darkness. Down there somewhere are the queens and brood

throw themselves against me, climbing atop one another to take their shot, but with a hundred thousand

to pile up, I can heal them. In fact, the more I fight, the more energised I feel as the Colony seizes the upper hand and triumph surges in

tell that the battle is one sided so far. Against the might of this many ants, supported by their loyal militia of sentient buff givers, our enemy is completely out

its strongest form, you wood chomping

Muahahahahahaha!