Chrysalis

“It’s all yours,” Magellant said magnanimously.

“Are you sure?” Columbant replied, antennae flicking with indecision.

“Of course. You and your team did the bulk of the work, I only arrived to provide cleanup at the end.”

“Then I will claim it with gratitude. You have my thanks.”

With one swift movement, she scooped up the powerful core sitting on the stone between them and tucked it into the pouch slung around her carapace. All of a sudden, the bag felt far more burdensome than before as the dense core settled amongst so many weaker ones, but it wasn’t unwelcome.

The serpent had been a powerful monster, with a strong core. She would study it carefully when she had the time, documenting everything she could find for the core shaper records. After that would come the brain-bending work of altering the core, attempting to engineer an even more perfect creation.

If all went well, she might have found her fourth pet! She’d need to buy the Skill to increase the number she could have first, though.

“I can’t thank you enough for arriving when you did. The situation was hopeless.”

“I noticed that the tunnels were far more dangerous than expected and thought it would be best for us to meet up early. I’m glad your trail hasn’t faded, otherwise I might never have found you.”

“It’s a bit embarrassing, but I made the poor decision to flee trouble by going deeper into the Dungeon. A foolish mistake, I know.”

Ranging from the Colony as they did, there were basic principles that they all strove to follow. The most fundamental of all: deeper is more dangerous, not less. No matter how inviting and safe that tunnel might appear, or how much pressure you were under, you didn’t go deeper unless you were fully prepared.

Feeling the pinch from heavier than expected fighting, Columbant had taken one turn that she should never have considered and ended up in an even worse predicament as a result.

plan now?” Magellant asked. “You

know we planned to stay out longer, but after recovering this core and running so

way to go before we get home, I’ll be able to hit my Biomass targets as long you donate a

cutting

were sixty kilometres from the territory of the Colony in a straight line. Naturally, the Dungeon didn’t work in straight lines. They’d have to move much farther than that before they

wall. It was necessary that

nest, they had no one to rely on except each other and their loyal pets.

will work,” Columbant said, examining the diagram closely, “are

“Right away.”

home,] Columbant said

The brush with death had forced Columbant to reevaluate just how

secure a strong evolution for Garg. Elevating her to the fifth tier would do a

on Garg’s status. She wasn’t far away, though there was a little work to

monster spawns slowing their progress significantly. Thankfully, as a consequence, Magellant had no issues collecting the Biomass she’d wanted for her

two weary core shapers finally crossed the threshold into the Colony’s territory, they heaved a massive sigh

the instant they crossed the boundary and sensed the familiar pheromones against their antennae, all their stress melted away. The random

siblings who waved and

out

“Working hard out there?”

you… get

the shadows, but when Columbant turned

matter, she wouldn’t be caught skipping on rest. Now that she was home, she had a great deal of torpor

occurred when they entered