Chrysalis

Chapter 1057

The ant stared at them. Rillik, Elly, Drake and Lacos stared back.

A pause.

Rillik swore viciously, then began to turn the boat around, not bothering to hide his frustration.

“Let’s just kill it and get on the mountain,” Drake said. “There’s only one.”

Rillik didn’t bother answering, still openly cursing.

“There is never just one,” Lacos quoted the advice their leader had imparted earlier in the day, then he pointed over the monster.

Drake turned to see where his friend was pointing, it took a moment, but he eventually noticed several sets of antennae poking from behind trees or around the edge of a bush. It was like the ants were hidden, but not so well that they wouldn’t be found if you actually tried to find them.

The ant in front of them clacked its mandibles several times, the sharp, percussive noise ringing out in a rhythm that felt distinctly like mocking laughter.

“Ah, shut up you damn monster,” Rillik growled as he hauled on the oars.

The rest of the crew slumped in the boat.

“That’s the fourth time we’ve tried to land today,” Elly groaned. “How are they always waiting for us when we get there?”

could force a

in

Do they have jaws? Their jaws full dealing with those mercenary groups, but still, we are met

a moment, staring back

why I never trust jobs without enough information,” he spat over the side, “and why

groups are out there earning money and we’re just getting laughed at by an

young man fumed in his seat, glaring at the mountain as

Drake? If this is about money, talk to the group, we

of the man, but he still simmered as he turned

he said quickly,

up, and be patient. By the Path, how many times do I need to show you the folly of rushing in blind before the message starts to sink into your thick head? Are other groups on the mountain? Yes. Are they making money? Yes.

be ants, but isn’t that a good thing?

just shook

minute, would you? You see a monster from the first stratum laughing it up on the fourth and you think you’ve found a free buffet? Don’t be daft. And look at the way

a morning of trying to reach the shore without

a watch on the shoreline, there has to

signs of monstrous aggression. Baiting tactics, laying traps, even openly taunting us. All signs

possible they even

at him as if he were

Smart ants. What will the Dungeon think of next?” he groused. “There’s thousands and thousands of the little buggers lighting up that mountain like a maypole, an ocean of gold to mercs like us, but it’ll

in silence for a long while until Rillik

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