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 Golden

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

me with a mind bridge, but I rebuff her attempts. If the brathians can’t help me

done this. Or at least, I heavily suspect who it 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 must have got

get a second chance…. If I don’t get my sibling back, then there is going

can’t think like that. I will get her back, and there will still

this story should be reported

few spells, keeping them under control for the time being. Who

ever closer. It’s like a vision of heaven, but in this moment, I couldn’t care less. Through the Vestibule,

I’m coming, dammit!

stop moving. Well, I don’t stop moving until I run into the

my mandibles and minds. In

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 several hundred metres away and are using their magic to bind me in place. What the

allow one of them to connect to

the heck are you doing up

all the way back where I am, stuck in a box of air.

Now that the trade mission is over and your fleet has departed, you no longer have legal grounds to enter the city. If you want

I tell him shortly. [Now let me loose so I