Chrysalis

Chapter 1165

I’d intended to score on every offence, but the damn ball is too soft. When I flex my legs and get ready to dash, my mandibles tense up and I crush the stupid thing in an instant! Isn’t this supposed to be solid rock? Is there cheating involved? Has someone given me a hollow ball?!

Whatever. It’s not like they beat me when I’m playing defence. My mind-constructs have picked out the ten ants on the field from the Vestibule, and I can read their streams of Will in real time.

Gweheheh.

A fake ball? Don’t make me laugh! Make a million of the things, it won’t matter!

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“Well, the Eldest did promise us a game unlike any we’ve had before,” Leonidant remarked dryly.

“Even I didn’t expect they would throw away two straight turns of offence,” Solant mused. “I’d predicted the Eldest would attempt to crush us, trying to score every time they had the chance, and shutting us out, for the most dominant victory possible. In some ways, this is even more intimidating. If the Eldest throws every offence they have, except the last, and shuts us out to win 1-0 at the last moment, it’ll be an entirely different statement.”

“We won’t let that happen, though.”

“Of course not. One play and we’ve already confirmed a few things. First, the Eldest is taking us lightly, and that gives us a chance. Second, they really can detect our thoughts and intentions. The decoy ball was completely ignored.”

“So that means…”

thoughts need to be

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Very short rounds in this match so far. I do hope we get to see some extended play, but right now,

One can smash any play as quickly as they did the first time, then I expect we may be in for an extremely short round. If any team was going to devise a counter measure,

as they break out of the huddle. There’s never been a team to change up their approach as much

in centre, mages tight in behind with soldiers anchoring the formation and scouts out wide. This is

The Eldest is sitting a little higher up the pitch

insanely fast, but at least we can see them

ROAAAAAARRRRR!

if they weren’t even there. The stone flies and the crowd is shielded from the debris! What a hit. WHAT a hit. Absolutely

looks like an aphid in front of the gigantic ant as she clutches the ball… OR DOES SHE? The pass, WHEN

the left side of the pitch, totally unmarked… well of

up, are they unable to catch up?

RUMBLE!

The Eldest has conjured a wall of stone in front of the touch line. Even from that position in the middle of the

the touch line, but… it’s

CRUNCH!

just like that, it’s over! The Eldest has dashed in and seized the ball, crushing it to pieces! What a play, what

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