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.

of time. Standing on the front line as the soldiers, scouts, mages and healers ahead of me prepare to fall back, I still have absolutely no idea what

could go

lead the

“O-of course!”

start with an acid barrage? She talked about acid, I’m sure of it…. Or magic? Was I supposed to deploy my domain, or a gravity well? I

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

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?

powerful chomp, but I hesitate. Would that ruin the plan? I don’t want to unravel the strategy! The whole point of this exercise is to train Solant and let her practise

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

is giving me a headache. The

body, bury my head in the rock and accept my fate. If I

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

annihilated at least. I can feel the ants engaging the enemy around me, acid fills the air, a non-trivial

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

the gnawing feeling that I’m doing something wrong continues to eat away at me, and every second, I question whether or not I

OOF!

mountain just collapsed on me. What the heck? Judging by the mana I can feel, an earth elemental just clobbered me with one of its boulders, hard enough to create some cracking in my shell. Lousy sentient collection of

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