Chrysalis

My first nap as a tier seven, a deep and satisfying torpor that I luxuriate in. Indeed, life is only complete when one gets their eight hours! I’ve been flat out for way too long, to the point I’ve started to worry that the Torpor Police might disappear me.

That would have caused quite a stir, I’ve no doubt.

They do an incredible job of hiding, those little ninjants, but ever since I picked up the Vestibule, it’s been impossible for them to conceal themselves from me.

Unlike my bodyguards. Whatever it is that they use to create the strange forgetful effect was powerful enough to give me trouble for a little while. Ever since my evolution, though….

I reach out with one leg and poke at the air.

….

I poke again.

….

Another poke, harder this time.

“... Is that really necessary, Eldest?” Protectant complains.

Gweheheheh.

“I just find it fun, how easily I can spot you now.”

The guard smells decidedly unhappy about it.

“We would like to know how you do it,” she grumbles, “out of professional courtesy.”

just try and find a way around

they will provide me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up like a christmas tree, regardless of what they do

see Protectant with my eyes, or even feel it when I

stealth they’ve achieved is absurd. They’re

why it’s so fun to prod at

Please stop it,” Guardiant

Heheheheheh.

six,” I tell the invisible squad of babysitters. “If I’m going to be rumbling with tier eight

we evolve, we’ll be able to hide from you again…” Protectant

poke her again, with both antennae this

seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up way too much evolutionary energy, don’t

alright! Just stop poking

just to drive home the point, then I turn

fourth stratum is likely to be our best bet, but at the same time, we need to be on standby in case they need us in the third. There’s some funky

three of them nod in unison. It’s

but we should make sure to contribute to the Colony stockpile, since

My rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we don’t even make our way

me and I stop to let her catch up. “Eldest. They want to see you down on the shoreline. It’s about something

foothold. I rumble down to the shoreline, my friends in tow, only to find the mercenaries from

them stand awkwardly, surrounded by a host of ants that watch their every move with preternatural stillness. The leader, a fairly burly-looking golgari, almost seems happy when he notices my approach, even as he winces under the effect of my

It’s nice to have my strength radiate out around me like this.

latch onto the mercenary,

[Excellent, excellent. I suppose your hunt was

grimace as the force of my mind impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t

response to my question, the three of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing

pretty quickly, all things considered,] the leader grunted warily. [The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains

spammed everywhere on this level of the