Chrysalis

Ah, the sea. Lake. Sea-Lake. I hate it. Once again, I find myself aboard a large tub, surrounded by ships, basically trapped and unable to shift myself, lest the boat tip over. It’s unpleasant, obviously, and it feels a bit vulnerable. Well, it felt a bit vulnerable, before I had a fleet of anti-monster soldiers bearing down on me at all times.

Now it’s downright unnerving.

The Legion remain close by, relatively speaking. Their fleet maintains a reasonable distance from our own, given that fleets of ships take up a fair amount of space and need room to manoeuvre and all that. Abyssal Legion ships, as bulky and intimidating as the troops, keep pace, a couple of kilometres away from the brathian fleet.

[There’s no need to worry,] Marzban tries to assure me, despite looking extremely worried. [If they were to make a move against this fleet, it would be construed as an act of war by the Island Conglomerate and the Folk. Possibly by the Mother Tree as well. They wouldn’t dare go that far.]

[Don’t they hate all of you guys anyway?]

He hesitates.

[That’s… somewhat true. Even so, I don’t think the Legion is interested in stirring up that kind of trouble right now. With the repeated waves, they’re stretched thin and have much bigger fish to fry than some ants on a trade mission.]

He certainly hopes so.

railing, glaring at the distant ships. [Because I doubt we can expect a friendly

to me with

Greystone, then the Wandering Isle, and finally the Silver City. All of these are major trading hubs, but you are correct, they are all, at

in the Colony into a wild killing

seems to have discounted it, letting us move in right next door to her, or perhaps she has some other plan? Come to think of it, how is she going to avoid turning on her own

tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from

being turned into some mindless soldier of a bigger, badder monster isn’t sitting very well with me, I have to say. The more time passes and the more I think about it, the greater my irritation

… I hope.

as she considers me.

be a second Rending? It’s impossible to say with certainty. If mana levels return to what they were during that Cataclysm, is that even enough to support the Ancients in their

We aren’t like the

told, a large enough gap in power should make it possible for the Colony to be dominated.

the influence of other monsters. Demons are almost totally immune, for example, untameable. Otherwise, the various empires would have raised powerful monsters to help subdue the third stratum and impose some level of order on that wild place. Similarly, the Krath are known

she says it which sends a shiver running over my carapace. They already know. Somehow, someway, the brathians are confident the Colony will be able to resist, at least to

test us?