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.”

and find a way

is one. As far as I can tell, as long as they’re ants who believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as

themselves. I can’t see Protectant with my eyes, or even feel it when I poke her with my leg, or detect the scent when the guards communicate with

stealth they’ve achieved is absurd. They’re

is why it’s so fun to

stop it,” Guardiant

Heheheheheh.

all need to make the push to tier six,” I tell the invisible squad of babysitters. “If I’m going to be rumbling with tier eight enemies, you’ll be flattened just by being near me if you don’t measure

we evolve, we’ll be able

whip around and poke her again, with both antennae

hide from everything you need to hide from already. You need to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up way too much evolutionary energy,

alright! Just stop poking

drive home the point, then I turn to Crinis and the others

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 business going down up there, and we may need to elevate up in order

in unison. It’s rewarding having

a fair bit to get my mutations ticking along, but we should make sure to contribute to the

Dungeon!

stop to let her catch up. “Eldest.

priority on this stratum, I won’t let them get a foothold. I rumble down to the shoreline, my friends in tow,

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

strength radiate out around me like this. Weaker enemies can’t

and latch onto the mercenary, then I bring his two followers into the

greet them. [Excellent,

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

question, the three of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing a dozen of the offensively glittering and shiny scum onto

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

spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will be