Chrysalis

Hmph.

I have crushed their will. I can see it in their eyes, I can sense it through the Vestibule and I can smell it in the air. The hope has been drained out of the Endless and I take no joy in it.

A little pride, perhaps, but certainly no joy.

It would be a thing of Dark Anthony to enjoy the demolition of this team and their talented, skillful leader, humbling them in front of this enormous audience…..

Yesssssss. It feeelssss good!

NO! Down, dark one! I reject you utterly!

Next tiiiiiiiime. I’m alwaysssssssss waiiiiiiiting…….

Phew, that was close.

Can never be too careful in these situations. Dark Anthony never truly sleeps, but keeps one eye open, watching for a moment of weakness. I will not subject my siblings to that evil!

Still, it’s plain as day that the match is over. I have one more offence, which I will skip, thank you very much. I don’t enjoy the sensation of unbearable pain any more than the next person.

After that, I can stuff the Endless into their little box and drag them down to the fourth, where I can finally relax.

~~~

CRUNCH!

ROAAAAAARRR!

her scent

said, “they only need to score against us once, since we can’t get close

members of the team and noted the unusual air around them. She almost couldn’t find a word to describe it. This was something

Despondent?

lost before, that was true, but more than that, they had never been in a position where they

But she did.

“Solant. What’s the plan?”

always had

said carefully. “There is no

Leonidant was confused.

a plan,

scout, “is not a plan, but more of an

“But can we score?”

emphatically. “Believe

looked at the

perform in a way that will disappoint yourselves. At the very end, have pride in

resolve. The Endless took their positions for the final play

~~~

one final attack, to save the unbeatable reputation of the Endless. They can no longer win

Staring them across the pitch, the Eldest is clearly done with this game. All the antics, the strategies, the tactics, so far, it hasn’t meant anything in

to a worthy opponent. There isn’t a single team

is the oldest, wisest and strongest in the entire Colony. We may be siblings, but there isn’t a one of us

up now, taking a… surprisingly generic formation. I’m sure they have something planned, but this is about as plain an

fighting, but if there were one team who would rather their carapace break than lose,

in the formation, right

charge forward, rushing to the midline, and the Eldest waits in their own

of her two charging soldiers in a classic chariot strategy,