Chrysalis

Where is it coming from? It’s hard to tell. I dive deep into the Vestibule, following that single thread of Will, trying to trace it back to the source. The ant is in pain, wanting to be saved. Wanting me to save them.

Just what could be happening?! What is going on?!

[You have to be calm, Anthony! I don’t understand, what is the matter?] Eran tries to calm me.

[We have left an ant behind and they are being hurt! I will not wait!]

The moment my gravity well is ready, I cast it and lift myself off the ship. It takes a little while, but I begin to rise rapidly. As I desperately try to determine where my missing sibling might be found, I snap out another mind bridge to Tungstant.

[One of us has been left behind in the city and they are under attack! Organise a quick headcount so we can find out who’s missing!]

[What?!] she gasps. [I’ll do it immediately!]

Come onnnnnnn. I know you’re in there somewhere. But where?!

I rise up, the Silver City gleaming before me, stretching so far, and climbing so high. Above that rests the Golden City, a hazy cloud far above me. Dammit! I have to be able to squeeze more out of the Vestibule! Where the heck are they?!

I grab hold of that wavering thread and tug on it, trying to trace it to its source. It’s thin, far away. How did they move her so far away from the rest of us so quickly? A gate?

above! The

thought, I work my Gravity Well and rise even faster, whipping up into the air. Faster, dammit! This stupid mountain is hundreds of

to reach me with a mind bridge, but I rebuff her attempts. If the brathians can’t help me right now, then they’re

is. That Grand Priest just couldn’t resist. I seriously didn’t think he’d try and take one of us while we were guests in the city, but his greed

If I don’t get my sibling back,

her

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pull more mana into myself, converting it into gravity mana and preparing a few spells, keeping them under control for the time

reach out to me, coming from the city, but I push them away. The Golden City is growing in my vision as I draw ever closer. It’s like a vision of heaven, but in this moment, I couldn’t care less. Through the Vestibule, I receive a constant stream of distress that

I’m coming, dammit!

bright, momentarily blinding me, but I don’t stop moving. Well, I don’t stop moving

away and rip into the wall with my mandibles and minds. In moments, it crumbles away and I am rising again, only for

clears, I realise what is happening. The flash of light was a group of Mages using some sort of teleport spell, like Brilliant. They’ve appeared

one of them to

are you doing

am, stuck in a box of

over and your fleet has departed, you no longer have legal grounds to enter the city. If you want to come back inside, you’ll need to apply at the port like

I tell him shortly. [Now let me loose so I can retrieve them.