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

ants who believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing,

kind of interesting, actually. The organ that causes me to ‘forget’ or ‘ignore’ their presence still works on my other senses 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 other, despite knowing

of stealth they’ve achieved is absurd.

to prod at

Please stop

Heheheheheh.

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

we’ll be able to hide

her again, with

to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up way too much evolutionary energy, don’t waste the next evolution on something

Just

I

but at the same time, we need to be on standby in case they need us in the third. There’s

unison. It’s rewarding having an

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

wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we don’t even make our way out of the tunnels

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

won’t let them get a foothold. I rumble down to the shoreline, my friends in

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

me like this.

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

so soon,] I greet them. [Excellent, excellent. I suppose your hunt was

them grimace as the force of my mind impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort

the three of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat,

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

being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will be popping up all over the