Chrysalis

Chapter 1183

What to do? Do I tell them I can’t remember the plan? Would that impact my dignity as the Eldest? Maybe I’ll just play along and hope for the best. What’s the worst that could go wrong?

“Do we all understand?”

“Of course.”

“No problem.”

“Simple.”

….

“It’s straightforward, I like it,” I declare with every scrap of confidence I can muster. “I’ll leave it to you to coordinate with the generals at the front.”

“I understand.”

Solant is all business, solemn and serious as she goes about plying her particular trade. When we arrive, she goes straight to the generals and begins an in-depth conversation about what she wants to do that I immediately lose track of, but they seem to follow okay.

Following that, she moves around the resting troops, ensuring they understand what to do, drawing little diagrams and even running a few drills until she’s happy that they’ll move the way she wants them to.

The entire time, all I hear in my mind is static. This is a problem.

work out what on Pangera I’m going to do, I run out of time. Standing on the front line as the soldiers, scouts, mages and healers ahead

could go poorly. My

you’ll lead the way,”

“O-of course!”

literally, as in, move forward at the head of the troops? Or do we start with an acid barrage? She talked about acid, I’m sure of it….

take a few steps forward, and when nobody corrects me I take a few more. The troops behind me begin to shuffle forward and I

a bit more. They creep along behind

that I’m moving too slowly, or is it too quickly? Do I stop

scuttling forward until the ants fighting ahead of me turn and retreat, rushing past me in a blur as

NOW WHAT?

Do I strike?

mandibles flex, ready to unleash a powerful chomp, but I hesitate. Would that ruin the plan? I don’t want to unravel the strategy! The whole point of this exercise

should unleash some gravity magic, slow the enemy down for the rest of the

on me not doing that? DAMMIT! This is giving me a headache. The monsters are almost on top of me now…

in the rock and accept my fate. If I can’t

down on me ceaselessly. Protected by my absurdly tough, compressed diamond carapace, reinforced by the plating beneath and constantly regenerating, I

that I won’t get instantly annihilated at least. I can feel the ants engaging the enemy around me, acid fills the air, a non-trivial amount of it landing on me, but

love to meet them. In fact, it’s possible a nice acid wash will give my exterior

at me, and every second, I question whether or not I should stick

OOF!

mana I can feel, an earth elemental just clobbered me with one of its boulders, hard enough to create some cracking in my

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