Chrysalis

When the noise finally died down, Isaac pulled his hands from over his ears and slowly, very slowly, opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt… was relief that the roof hadn’t collapsed on top of him. A good start. Next came the relief that his legs hadn’t fallen off or been crushed, they were simply numb from the incessant shaking of the floor.

Wins all around. Isaac was beginning to hold out hope that his moustache hadn’t fallen straight off his face from the stress, but he deliberately didn’t reach up to check. He wasn’t ready to find out his suspicions were correct after all.

Soundly convinced that he was (sans moustache) in one, sound piece, he began to turn his attention to everyone else.

“Hello! Ant cavalry, sound off!”

He got a few muffled calls, some groans and a few swear words for his efforts. The air was thick with dust and he could barely see ten metres in front of himself.

There must have been a collapse somewhere in the chamber to kick up all this mess; he could only hope nobody not covered in a second skin of minerals had been caught underneath. Confident he wouldn’t get much more out of his human squad mates, he turned to pheromones and called out again.

“Ant cavalry? Who can smell this?”

“How are you, Captain Isaac?”

“Doing well over here!”

“That was something interesting, wasn’t it?”

“Finished napping, then? Ready to get to work?”

“Anyone else want some biscuits and tea when we get back to the ship?”

“Stop slacking, Captain!”

his mam’s buttered scones were they on about? He made his way toward them and found the ants had already collected their less active riders and

by what had just happened. And why

a hand on their faces, shaking hands. Most

one of the ants. “It’s

purloined without the author's approval. Report any appearances on

Most of them are clearing out the rock, but I’m

what she’d meant when she said they were ‘clearing out the rock’. A minute

the dust was blown away, revealing the true extent of the devastation. Luckily, the area occupied by the trade mission was undamaged. The brathian merchants were there, along with Eran and

doing their best to clear a pathway. Isaac saw immediately what the problem was. With so few ants allowed inside, most of those who had entered were carvers who specialised in

over to see what

ants met his

shift some rock… I

with those?

he snapped, reaching down to

regretted it. However, he couldn’t put it down now, so he grit his teeth and began lumbering

out. “Don’t underestimate the power of

have those too,” one of the carvers said smugly, holding up one of her front legs and snipping her

something he kept in the forefront of his mind. The

know what happened?” he

of them replied,

Isaac had been around Anthony long enough to know that,

the Eldest did?” he pressed. “I’d love to have a