Chrysalis

The wave approaches its climax, and usually at this point, the Colony would be completely overwhelmed with literally thousands of monsters spawning and rushing at our territory, but for some reason, things are a little more relaxed this time around.

For one, fifth stratum monsters aren’t coming up and trying to melt our faces off and terraform the tunnels with comically toxic goop, which is nice. I mean, we still get them spawning, but that’s not as much of a problem. Then there’s the distinct lack of sixth stratum monsters. Other than the one I fought, the Colony only ran into a handful of them, none of which seemed to be operating at full strength. It’s a curious state of affairs, but one that is certainly to our benefit.

Whatever the cause, I’m not going to complain. The Colony is absolutely raking in the Biomass and cores, luring and annihilating mythic-beast monsters of the fourth as fast as the lousy things can pop out of the ground. Which is fast. I’ve been keeping to my tunnel and training for the most part, trusting that someone will come and get me if I’m needed, but when my surprise guests arrive, I hadn’t seen anyone for days.

Hanging from the roof and practising my spellwork, I’m more than a little surprised when a large, shaggy head pokes into my tunnel, followed by a large, shaggy body.

[Sarah! What the heck are you doing down here?]

[Ah! You’re on the roof.]

[Don’t tell me you didn’t see me just because I’m upside down. I’m enormous.]

[I just didn’t expect it is all.] She hesitates a moment before asking, [Do you have time to talk? I know you’ve been busy, during the wave and all.]

[I’m surprisingly free, to be honest, and I’d love a chat! I can get some tea and cake delivered if you’ll give me a second.]

[That sounds nice. You should bring some for Odin as well.]

[He’s here?]

I look around, but I don’t see him anywhere.

[I think he’s shy.]

The lithe form of the demon leaps out from behind a pillar, twisting and flipping in the air to land beside the massive bear.

not shy,] he says defensively after joining the conversation. [I am being stealthy.

does a true assassin enjoy cake and

[... They do.]

[Great.]

around a flat rock I conjured up, sipping tea and nibbling on oversized baked treats. Sarah, the Asura Bear, neatly slices her cake with her claws, then pokes a digit carefully through a piece and brings it up to

take long for the Colony to

been going nuts for jam over the last few weeks.

for a while, as Odin watches us, his eyes

in

The giant bear huffs.

bad as you’d expect. Thankfully, the Colony has things mostly under control. The wave is making it too difficult for the ka’armodo to try and cause trouble, and

She shudders.

demons turning on each other. More than they usually do… it’s been terrible. I’m glad it seems to

don’t think about all the Will I was collecting from demons last time I was up

down roots up there. What brings you

herself down to lap at her tea, giving

time for me to evolve,] she says finally and I

be evolving soon as well, you might as well do it at the same time

She nods, reluctantly.

to evolve, then I should consult with Granin and the

stratum because you didn’t

It seems ridiculous.

clearly flustered. [Besides, I’ve

up to the walls and take in the view,] I encourage her, [it’s really something. The shining waters of the lake, the towering mountains reaching up toward the ceiling above. There’s clouds, and islands. I mean, floating

there. You’re right, it’s

I turn to Odin.

brings you