Chrysalis

Tungstant woke from her torpor feeling just as tired as when she went into it. After her last… incident, she didn’t want to lose the time by being captured by they who would not be named, and made sure she got regular rest, but there was so much to do.

An infinite amount of work and a very finite amount of time to do it in.

She exited the rest chamber set aside for the carvers and began to make her way to the build headquarters. Traffic was heavy and it took her a while to make it through the streams of bustling ants before she arrived to find dozens of the highest level carvers huddled around the design tables.

There were a dozen of them, each hosting an intricately detailed model of different aspects of the build.

“Finally awake are you?” Cobalt huffed.

Her sibling looked exhausted, antennae drooping with fatigue.

“Yes. Not that I think the rest helped much.”

“I know what you mean.”

“Any word on the Eldest?”

“No movement. They’re still asleep and it looks like they will be for a while. The tier seven evolution seems to be taking significantly longer than the tier six.”

“Well, I suppose that’s not too surprising. It does mean that things are going to remain tense around here for a while longer.”

With the oldest, strongest and most respected ant in the Colony sleeping, totally defenceless in the fourth stratum, where the family didn’t have a strong foundation, the situation was risky. Everyone felt on edge. The scouts were working double shifts, trying to be an early warning system for the rest of the family. The carvers were doing everything they could to rebuild and fortify this mountain to make it into an impregnable fortress.

But even they could only work so fast, and whatever the Eldest had done had blown the inside of what had once been the termite mound to absolute pieces.

shell is seventy percent complete,” Cobalt brought her sibling up to speed, “though we need to keep the pressure

we speed

we want

“Damn. We definitely do.”

and not everyone has the skills to pull it off. Once it’s finished, though, it’d take a drill

invented that

“I did….”

never

funny. Once that’s done, we can work on

been working on the frame to install the gates in before she’d gone to sleep. They still weren’t

gate teams? That should’ve been

“It’s Smithant.”

It was always Smithant.

she want this

fancy new enchantment method and got the whole team re-working the enchantments from scratch. It set

“TEN!?”

slapped an antennae to her forehead in dismay. If one component of the build was delayed, then that would cause a knock-on effect, inflicting chaos in the schedule all down the line. Like a row of small rectangular bricks standing precariously

twice as effective as the previous setup,” Cobalt

the delay! Completing the shell won’t mean much

us if we demand it, but I wasn’t confident enough to make the

the Eldest currently rested. Later, it would likely house the Queen, or other queens, but for now, it was intended to be a

of time and effort to implement. With all the tools that could

a rule, hated to compromise on their craftsmanship. The corners they’d had to cut were

resigned. “The scouts haven’t turned anything up, so the delay shouldn’t matter.