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

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 the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up like

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

achieved is

why it’s so fun to prod

stop it,”

Heheheheheh.

invisible squad of babysitters. “If I’m going to

be able

her again,

you need to hide from already. You need to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up

Just stop poking

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

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 to get to the

nod in unison. It’s rewarding having an audience

we’ll hunt and gather Biomass. I need a fair bit to get my mutations ticking along, but we should make sure to

until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it

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

stratum, I won’t let them get a foothold. I rumble down to the

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

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

mercenary, then I bring his two followers into the

them. [Excellent, excellent. I suppose

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

question, 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 a rapid

centipedes. They’re probably being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon.