Chrysalis

This is their secret plot? They want to drop a freaking mountain on my head?! Why waste all that time with subterfuge and the like when this was the plan all along?

I guess they wanted the brathians out of the way—the important ones, anyway. With Eran and her family gone, they figured they could go ahead and try to squash nearly ten thousand ants in one fell swoop.

I’m not about to kid myself, though. It’s me they want. Same as the Legion, who seem to be gearing up for something in the distance. Opportunists.

With the big bad mythic, tier seven ant out of the way, the rest of the Colony aren’t nearly so dangerous to deal with. It makes sense, in a coldhearted sort of way. I mean, what did we ever do to the golgari? Nothing!

Well… nothing that bad.

Smaller chunks of stone, each the size of a house, are already tumbling down the side of Greystone as the enormous hunk they’ve carved away is still breaking free. Slowly, it pulls further and further out, reaching hundreds of metres from the side of the mountain already.

The sound is awful, like the mountain itself is screaming.

Ahhh, this is a bit of a tight spot, isn’t it? Something that big falling from a height like that… I don’t even want to try and calculate how much force that’s going to generate.

Goes to show, even in a world filled with all sorts of ridiculous magic, dropping a big ol’ rock on someone is still pretty damn effective. Not that I could describe this as a ‘rock’. You can easily fit a demon city or two on a plate that size.

It’s at times like this that I truly appreciate the wonderful capabilities that having multiple brains, each running multiple mind-constructs, can afford a monster. It might seem like I’m considering this situation in a rather relaxed manner, but I promise that’s not the case. My main mind is fairly relaxed about it all, but only because dozens and dozens of other minds are completely wigging out.

need to flee!” Protectant materialises out of nowhere

abandon ship using

tell them easily. “I can take care of this. Don’t do anything weird. Actually, could you do me a favour and get ready

not rightfully on Amazon; if you

protect yourself from that danger by leaving,

glare down at the much

I wouldn’t do the same for any of you. This is the Colony. I’m not

out of my way and rally the troops from the other ships.

What I’m saying goes directly against their own orders, which is to put me first, no matter what. On the other mandible, they know I’m

more time. “I can’t sense you doing anything

mass of rock tears itself loose, then

I’m doing something! Don’t be daft! Just wait… another…

Whumph!

arrives in a torrent. My greedy minds seize upon it and begin shoving

a heck of a lot of gravity mana

“See? Now go!”