Chrysalis

Chapter 1160

“What’s the plan, Solant?”

Of course, the responsibility for determining the strategy of the team fell to her, and she embraced it. Even under these circumstances, against this level of odds, she welcomed that pressure.

“I’m not sure yet…” she said, “I need some time to think on this. There are many unknowns and we must plan for them all.”

The others nodded. They knew her abilities and trusted in her judgement, just as she trusted in them. Without that harmony, they would never have been as successful.

Trust your leaders, trust your followers.

She nodded to herself. That was wise. She should add it into her growing list of precepts. She didn’t have a name for the manual she was constructing yet, but it formed the basis, the guidelines, of her approach to strategy and battle.

The Depiction of Fighting.

… didn’t seem right.

The Symphony of Battle.

Better… but not quite it.

She shook her head. Useless thoughts, these didn’t matter. The Endless had just been challenged to an unprecedented match, one that threatened to derail their win streak and take the shine from their aura of invincibility.

It couldn’t be allowed to happen! Not even against the Eldest could she bring herself to yield without a fight!

stood around her, confident

our

the Eldest,” the scout Scipiant

matter much. A broad formation should prove to be

confrontation, we wouldn’t stand a chance, but in

Ball allows for direct confrontation, but that’s not how you win. It’s possible to lose the fight, but win the war, so long as the ball reaches the

to huddle,

likely to underestimate us,” Washingtant, the mage suggested. “We are evolutions behind, and pose no

the possibility,” Solant mused. “Are we

ants shifted, nobody volunteering any

much which is known about the Eldest. With certainty, I mean. It will be difficult to win if we are unable

collect information on their Tunnel Ball opponents. Solant was able to watch them train, watch them play, engage them in discussion about

This particular opponent, however…

“Leonidant!” she snapped.

a scout

need you to try and do some reconnaissance. We need intelligence on the Eldest, whatever we can

grimly

on them as they felt an indomitable presence appear somewhere in the nest. The

Washingtant snapped,

brought herself

opponent may have just arrived in

others stared at each other incredulously, and then, suddenly, the oppressive

Solant’s eyes gleamed.

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