Chrysalis

Look, I don’t know what they expect me to say. You’d think I’d get better at this, since I’ve left messages for a few of the other castes, but it really isn’t the case.

You’re Soldiers. You Soldier. You get it, I get it, we all get it. In many ways, this was the easiest of all of the evolutions I designed for our species, all you had to do was get bigger and chunkier. All of the stuff I found useful for fighting up close, I made sure you would also get. Inner-carapace plating, healing gland, mutable muscles, all that good stuff.

I suppose if I had to say something, it would be this: Remember Grant. She was one of the first ants I ever trained myself, a member of the Council, and she died heroically to protect me from Garralosh.

Without her sacrifice, I would not have survived that battle, and all I did for the Colony after would never have occurred. I still wonder if it was worth it. A noble, intelligent and selfless ant like Grant, what would she have been able to achieve, had she lived?

In many ways, she epitomises what it means to be a Soldier for the Colony. You are the biggest, the strongest, the toughest. It’s your role to put yourself in harm's way so that others don’t have to. Where the fight is thickest, where the hunt is most intense, that is where you are to go.

I only ask that you make sure you come back.

It isn’t always possible, I know that, and it breaks my heart… but do your best.

And forget Leeroy. She was born stupid and not much has changed.

- Message from the Eldest to the Soldier caste.

for the tier eight demons, Torrifex and sisters, continues to be

who scratch and tear at each other in a neverending melee. Of course, higher ranked demons appear constantly, popping out from the waves of weaker monsters, seeking each other out or throwing themselves at us in a blind

It’s exhausting.

compulsion love to group up, and once they start to do so, they gather an unstoppable momentum. The more they group up, the faster they run into more

how small, but none of them are hiding our targets, and

fine. My unique advantages make me immune to the rigours of drawn out combat. My muscles never get fatigued, my glands never run out of energy, and I heal superficial damage

lot of shadow flesh during each conflict. The

gravity domain, they’re relatively safe, but even

the whole, this experience is really pounding into my thick head just why the waves are so terrifying, especially on the third. Without the Vestibule, I’d be too tired, too injured and too mentally fatigued to

And I’m super strong!

zone and come back once the mess has died down. Not the Colony, though! We’ll seize the unprecedented opportunity of the

on, Al. I haven’t sensed anything like a tier eight core, and we’ve been out here for two days.

me. Al, due to his nature as an eye

It’s possible Torrifex is hoping

way he

big moron seemed happy enough to come at

Al how my species works and the unique organs that I have, and I don’t intend to. Being as smart as he is, with the knowledge that he has, he probably

what you have said, he was compelled to fight you by Arconidem, a test, perhaps. Torrifex is a loyal servant of the Demon God, but he has no wish to die. Rather, as close as he is to evolving and joining the Court, he and his sisters would much rather avoid a truly