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.

do, I run out of time. Standing on the front line as the soldiers, scouts, mages and healers ahead of me prepare to

go

lead the

“O-of course!”

mean? Lead the way 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…. Or magic? Was I supposed to deploy

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

creep forward a bit more.

Good so far. But now I’m worried that I’m moving too slowly, or

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

NOW WHAT?

Do I strike?

I hesitate. Would that ruin the plan? I don’t want to unravel the strategy! The whole

unleash some gravity magic, slow the enemy

a headache. The monsters are almost on top of me now… what am

the rock and accept my fate. If I

batter at my carapace. Claws scratch, teeth scrape, blows rain down on me ceaselessly. Protected by my absurdly tough,

the ants engaging the enemy around me, acid fills the air, a non-trivial amount

eat through my carapace, I’d love to meet them. In fact, it’s possible a nice acid wash will give my exterior an even

doing something wrong continues to eat away at me, and every second, I question whether or not

OOF!

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

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