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…”

Even our thoughts need

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rounds in this match so far. I do hope we get to see

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

absolutely agree. As expected, they’ve adopted a completely different formation as they break out of the huddle. There’s never been a team to change up their approach as much as this one, it’d almost be stranger if we saw them go with

ten rounds. Solant is positioned close to the front in centre, mages tight in behind with soldiers anchoring the formation

is sitting a little higher up the

at least we can see them this time! Mages brace, defensive wall is

ROAAAAAARRRRR!

flies and the crowd is shielded

appear down for the count as the Eldest barrels through. Solant looks like an aphid in front of the gigantic

running free down the left side of the pitch,

have they given up, are

RUMBLE!

in front of the touch line. Even from that position in the middle of the pitch,

line, but… it’s no use! The Eldest is extending the wall

CRUNCH!

dashed in and seized

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