Chrysalis

“We didn’t really mean to burn Torpin’s rest,” Alis protested. “People just got a bit carried away.”

“We were lucky the Colony was there to keep casualties to a minimum and help rebuild. Things could have gotten very nasty,” Jern said.

“They provoked us!”

The gentle giant next to her frowned.

“Just because someone teases me, doesn’t mean I should punch them in the face. You’re the one who told me that.”

“That’s… true. Of course that’s true. But they shouldn’t have said anything about the Great One!”

Jern thought for a while and then nodded. There hadn’t been any need to insult their saviour like that. It was almost as if the leader of Torpin’s Rest wanted to provoke them.

He stepped over a pile of rubble, and extended a hand to Alis, which she grasped as she clambered over it.

“Then what about Deepward?” he asked.

His friend released his hand and brushed off her dress, trying to pat away the dust and ash.

think people were

Beyn tried

Alis groused. “Deepward wasn’t that rude to us. Still, a little more

burned their city to the

“Yes… that.”

put down his axe and helped them to lift, freeing it from the crumbling bricks that weighed it down. They waggled their antennae at him in gratitude and he

lot more welcoming when we got to Jagtown,” Alis said firmly, “they let us in, Beyn

remembering. “People in Jagtown really seemed to want to avoid me. More than

people tended to

Alis sniffed.

a little fear is what it takes to bring out some good manners and hospitality, then

the pilgrims had received a normal welcome, then none of this would have happened. He wondered if the hostile reaction they got

wasn’t great for your nerves. In some ways, it might have been better if the Colony had just conquered them so they

we got here,

came to rest against the face of a statue commemorating the

with one finger. “We were super nice. We didn’t show up with any ants. We kept most of the pilgrims well back from the gates. Beyn did everything he could to appear non-threatening

it. Beyn, the ants, and the pilgrims had decided that getting into spiritual disagreements and burning down cities was not what the pilgrimage was about, so they’d made every effort to minimise the chances of something going

Which was fine. If they’d just said so, then Jern was pretty sure the pilgrims would have

songs making fun of Beyn, of the pilgrims and the Great One. If that had been all, it might have been alright, maybe. When

had been forced to let the pilgrims loose on the city. If the ants had found