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 to

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their second turn on offence. Very short rounds in this match so

we may be in for an extremely short round. If any team was going to devise a counter measure, then it's

break out of the huddle. There’s never been a team to change up

positioned close to the front in centre, mages tight in behind with soldiers anchoring the formation and scouts out wide. This is almost a traditional look

they might. The Eldest is sitting a little higher up

Eldest as they rush down the pitch, it’s insanely fast, but at least we can see them this time! Mages brace, defensive wall is going up.

ROAAAAAARRRRR!

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

Solant looks like an aphid in front of the gigantic ant as she clutches the ball… OR

down the left side of the pitch, totally unmarked…

turns, one clack of the mandibles… have they given up, are they

RUMBLE!

stone in front of the touch line. Even from that position in the middle of the pitch, it’s no problem at all! The Endless mages can’t

you aren’t allowed to completely obstruct the touch line, but… it’s no

CRUNCH!

and seized the ball, crushing

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