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.”

You’d just 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 a

senses when they actively try to conceal themselves. I can’t see Protectant with my eyes, or even

stealth they’ve achieved is absurd.

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

able to hide from you

whip around and poke her again, with both

need 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

Just

point, then I

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

unison. It’s rewarding

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

of those diamond centipede nests. My rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it

to me and I stop to let her catch up. “Eldest. They want to see you

let them get a foothold. I rumble down

every move with preternatural stillness. The leader, a fairly burly-looking golgari, almost seems

strength radiate out around me like

the mercenary, then I bring his

[Excellent, excellent. I suppose your hunt

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

them begin unloading the cargo in their boat,

them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains west and

level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will