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.”

try and

I can tell, as long as they’re ants who believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up like

when they actively try to conceal 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 each

achieved is absurd.

so fun to prod at

Please stop it,” Guardiant

Heheheheheh.

“If I’m going to be

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

around and poke her again, with both antennae

need to seriously bump up your stats and

alright! Just stop

point, then I turn to Crinis and

We’re fresh, we’re ready for action and we need to get some Levels into you, pronto. Hunting in the 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.

them nod in unison. It’s rewarding

to get my mutations ticking along, but we should make sure to contribute to the Colony stockpile, since you three

into a few of those diamond centipede nests. My rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out,

the scout calls to me and I stop to let her catch up. “Eldest. They

them get a foothold. I rumble down to the shoreline, my friends in tow,

of 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

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

together a mind bridge and latch onto the mercenary, then I bring

greet them. [Excellent,

onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t

of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing

Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite

his love of centipedes. They’re probably being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will be popping up all