Chrysalis

The Eldest had laid down the challenge and Solant could feel the pressure immediately. Someone like her, not even a full graduate of the Antcademy, was to be put in charge of a battlefield during a wave. Only the authority of the Eldest made something like this possible, the defenders of the nest put their faith in their strongest member and trusted that Solant would not fail them.

The pressure was immense.

Clearly, the Eldest intended to put her and her broodmates directly into the fire, the only place the strongest steel could be forged. The weight of responsibility settled on her carapace immediately, a crushing weight that threatened to drive even the mana from her core.

She welcomed it. More than that, she relished it.

“I am grateful to the Eldest,” she told her precious sisters as they gathered in their chamber after torpor. “Either we are right in what we do and how we do it, or we are wrong. If we are wrong, let us fail now, before too much damage can be done. If we are right, then let us succeed, and lead the family to victory.”

The others listened solemnly, fully aware of what was riding on their performance in battle that day.

“We’re with you,” Leonidant assured her. “All the way.”

“Of course. There’s no such thing as a general, unless there is an army.”

Two parts of a single whole.

When they emerged from the chamber, they found the Eldest and the three guardians waiting for them.

the big day?” the Eldest asked, looming over them

hint of

charge, lead

the nest, Solant nevertheless stepped forward and marched to the centre of the enormous staging chamber, in which the gathered generals administered the never ending

of tunnels that led from this one central hub. Some were returning to rest, others shifting from one field of engagement

speed, they could leap from one hotspot to another, the

announced to the frazzled Victor, who sat

general shouted, then noticed the Eldest looming in the back. “Oh. Fine. Go quickly and don’t make any mistakes. We’re hard

We will achieve

the tunnel scent-marked as A3. She had led the troops in this segment before and hopefully they remembered

with the general in charge of

the tunnel for the next twelve hours,” she announced to the far larger and more experienced

ant sized her up

The changeover is happening in two hours. I’ll inform

her antennae which was returned

down with the three guardians beside them. It hurt her heart to see the

you, she reminded herself, if they don’t

the troops waiting for their turn on the frontline. She needed to check in with the healers, the soldiers, the scouts,