Chrysalis

Hunkered down in my little bunker, I can’t see much, or even sense much, with the surroundings filled with ash, so it’s no surprise that Torrifex’s fireball takes me by surprise.

A brief flash of powerful fire mana, followed by my stone barrier glowing cherry red then melting away is all the warning I get. Even my antennae don’t give me enough of a heads up to do anything about it. All I can do is curl over like a pill-bug and hope for the best as the devastating fire erupts all around me.

Quite naturally, I’m sent flying by the force of the explosion.

My legs waggle in the air beneath me as I try to get my bearings and assess the damage. Firstly, HOT! That was a spicy meata-ball! I’m literally smoking, there is smoke coming off my carapace.

Stupid demons! How dare they sully my shininess with their pitiful magic? I’ll make them pay! Or, I’d like to make them pay, but perhaps not right at this moment. Looking down, I can see the vast ocean of dense ash clouds waiting for me to land in them, and I’m not too keen on the experience.

Shield mana! Don’t fail me now!

With so many mind-constructs churning constantly, I manage to create the shield beneath my legs just as I reach the peak of my arc, before I begin to descend.

Holy moly, I really got shot high up. I might be able to see my house from up here!

Of course, this means I’m stuck in plain sight, about fifty metres off the ground.

Beneath me, three tier eight demons glare upward with hungry gazes. Torrifex is so mad he’s practically boiling, I swear if he gets any more red he’s going to explode. Or maybe he’s just preparing another massive fireball to detonate me in mid-air.

Yep, that's definitely what he’s doing.

Please, Invidia, I hope to goodness you’ve finished your work. I also hope that idiot can do what she said she can do. Otherwise I’m going to thwack her right into the next century!

Torrifex launches his fireball, and at the last possible moment, I dive from my platform and freefall downward. Behind me, the fireball detonates like a miniature sun. A very angry, rage-filled sun.

with red, but I don’t allow it to distract me. Sunk deep into meditation, I let my fears

at this and I need

mana, pumping it into the contructs I’m maintaining, and weaving the resulting mana into the spells I

is in about one second. Everything happens

wave of ash rises to meet me, followed closely by a thousand blades slashing upward, seeking to pierce me through. A great rushing sound vibrates along my antennae to the point I can’t

have asked for a better chance than this, all three of them, packed so tightly together. I can

blades of Somonax crash into me at once, smashing me from every side simultaneously. A moment later, the ash cloud envelops me and I can’t see anything

to get all the way through. Not on that strike, at least. After that, the destruction properties in the ash take over and I feel

It’s very unpleasant.

manage to hit

Take this, you fools!

from me just as I contact the ground. As if launched from a geyser, the brown, mucky substance rises like a tidal

in a thick layer of mud,

FLASH HARDEN!

moment, I’m surrounded by goopy mud, the next, it has frozen solid, hardening like

to keep tier eight demons still for

INVIDIA! LET’S

before I reach out to the nebulous

pretentious butt

a purple and pink flash, followed by a strange pop, and a little ant manifests directly

isn’t pretentious if you’re BRILLIANT!” she