Chrysalis

“This… ‘Colony’. I don’t like it, Theraz, but it’s new, and new can be either good or bad for business. What I need to know, as soon as possible, is which it’s going to be.”

“Well, the first thing I can tell you is we aren’t going to be able to dislodge them easily.”

“Really? That mountain has changed hands so many times recently I was starting to think it was impossible to hold. First that tree had her roots all over it, then the ka’armodo seized it for whatever reason and now these ants are setting up shop! I don’t like it when others set up shops next to mine, Theraz.”

The Satrap didn’t get as disgustingly wealthy as he had by tolerating competition, after all.

“We are directing as many of the lake monsters as we can toward their fortifications, and so far they haven’t made a dent. Worse than that, since they’re monsters, all we’re really doing is flooding them with Biomass, experience and cores.”

“Are you suggesting we cease the siren song?” Umizen muttered, leaning his cheek against one of his hands. “Your father had the same thought.”

My father is a lot smarter when it comes to fighting.

It wouldn’t do to say so out loud, of course.

“Any and all matters regarding the Divine Guardian Beast are for you and you alone to decide on,” Theraz replied smoothly. “I am merely reporting the progress, or lack thereof, being made.”

“Fine,” the Satrap grumbled to himself. “After everything I’ve spent on her, you’d think she could deal with squishing a few ants.”

“She isn’t fighting,” Theraz reminded him, “she’s just using her song.”

“Should I send her up? Make a direct assault?”

and his nephew suppressed a sigh. Anything expensive was an asset, and the Siren

I’m not sure how to put this…. I’ve seen a very powerful ant monster, a Mythic one, tier seven or eight probably, it was hard to tell from the waterline. It came out of

He shook his head.

If there are more like

the monster, both his cousin and uncle had leaned forward eagerly, though

strong?” Piris gasped. “Could you beat

the Satrap breathed. “Could

I think it’s strong and valuable. The carapace sparkled under the sun like a jewel and I could feel the mana thundering in its core. Secondly, no. I could not beat it, certainly not alone, and capturing it would be even less likely, since that’s the only time it has come out of the mountain. Fighting through a fortress guarded

ants,” Piris

Theraz shook his head.

If a group of monsters conquered a mountain and turned it into an impregnable fortress in a few weeks, you’d have a good deal of fear and respect for them, right? I implore the Satrap to

older, pudgier brathian leaned his scaled cheek on one of his open palms, eyes

entering his tone. “We’ve confirmed that those monsters are tier five, some tier six, and they all have a core. Every single one of them, and there’s hundreds of thousands of them, maybe more, according to what I’ve read. When we include monster parts we could salvage, that’s a fortune equal to what I’ve amassed up to this

man felt a chill run down

to be alive, to enjoy the

sat back

what your father

he agrees

‘what’s the point of taking a risk like that,’ and ‘how many brathian are you willing to sacrifice to get richer’. I’ve heard

all valid questions,

pile of cash that others are bound to come to get it. I worry about someone else taking it and supplanting our people from our dominant position in this area of the stratum. These monsters may be a threat, yes,

displace from our position in the Lake,” Theraz assured him. “If it comes down to it, my father and I will give our lives

him for a few long moments before he clapped his hands together before his