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 find a way

me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up

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,

achieved is absurd.

it’s so fun to prod at

stop it,” Guardiant

Heheheheheh.

I’m tier seven, you all need to make the push to tier six,” I tell the invisible 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

around and poke her

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,

Just

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

time, we need to

of them nod in unison. It’s rewarding having

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

rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out,

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

foothold. I rumble down to

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

me like this.

mind bridge and latch onto the mercenary, then I bring his two followers into

greet them. [Excellent, excellent.

own, and I make a conscious effort

them begin unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing a dozen of the offensively glittering and shiny

grunted warily. [The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains west and tried our luck,

this level of the Dungeon. New