Chrysalis

“We aim to advance in ten minutes. Make sure your squads are ready.”

They had spent a week preparing for this expedition, training, theorising, testing. Bella and Ellie had worked overtime, stretching their knowledge of monster anatomy to the very limits, studying the cores of fifth stratum monsters with intense focus.

Solant’s broodmates acknowledged her instructions and rushed off to carry out her word, only Leonidant remaining behind.

“How confident are you?” the scout asked.

“That’s an unusually direct question.”

“These are unusual times.”

“Very true words.”

Solant reflected for a moment.

“We really have come a long way, haven’t we?” she said, cleaning her antennae carefully. “It wasn’t that long ago the only thing we had to worry about was Tunnel Ball and completing our training exercises.”

“The Eldest certainly changed that in a hurry.”

The giant ant had thrown Solant and her broodmates into the thick of the conflict at the earliest possible opportunity. It had been a brutal learning curve, for all of them, but they had grown so fast as a result of the change, it was difficult to view it as a bad thing.

“I believe the Eldest was wise to place us here,” Solant decided. “It’s been an excellent opportunity to develop ourselves and be of use to the family.”

“That doesn’t answer my question. How confident are you?”

Solant considered the question for a moment.

“About half,” she said finally. “It’s lower than I would like, but we need to start testing our ideas sooner rather than later. More certainty will be hard to come by without taking a few risks now.”

the scout reassured her general. “I’m sure we’re going to be

nodded, “we

a quick salute, Leonidant rushed off to join the others organising the column. Solant left them to it. She needed to focus on the bigger picture, not spend her time fussing over the minor details before they set out. No matter

capabilities, but it

really are heading

turned to see Ellie and Bella, the two core shaper Council members, approaching from the nest. Each looked visibly worried, antennae twitching and legs

said. “I believe in the work that you and your caste members have completed to this point. Without proper assessment, we won’t be able to advance according to the timetable I have laid

on solutions

the tunnel, but somehow looking

her place in the column and Solant turned to the two core

I’ll give you a

the pets will do us

“I’m sure they will.”

picking up the pace as the thousands of ants slotted into line. A constant stream of scouts ran forward and back, alerting Solant and the other generals as to

was grim,

to the fifth, but as reports rolled in, it seemed they would hardly need to travel at all to find what they were looking

of the way into their journey, the column ground to

things go according to plan, we won’t be here long,” Solant instructed, and the runners raced to deliver her

the long line of ants, running a keen eye along the troops as she passed. Was it a trick of the light, or did

than we predicted,” Sumant

as the wave went on. Now, barely a single kilometre

of the tunnel, fibrous strands stretched every which way, forming a spider web of goop. It dripped from the ceiling, slid down

of itself, spreading, pooling, growing thicker and more noxious by the hour. If nothing was done, it would creep all the way to the nest and then up through the fortress until it spilled out into the waters that surrounded the mountain.

come to that, of

“Any monster sightings?”

“None, thankfully.”

“Then we can deploy.”