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

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

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

achieved is

so fun to prod at them.

stop

Heheheheheh.

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

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

her again, with both

stupid! You can 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, don’t

alright! Just stop poking

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

in the fourth stratum is likely to be our best bet, but at the same time, we need

It’s rewarding having an audience

mutations ticking along, but we should make sure to contribute to the Colony

few of those diamond centipede nests. My rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we don’t even make our way out of the

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

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

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

radiate out around me like this. Weaker

onto the mercenary, then I bring his two followers into the conversation

soon,] I greet them. [Excellent, excellent.

mind impacts onto their own, and I make a

the cargo in their boat, depositing a dozen of the offensively glittering and shiny scum

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

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