Chrysalis

It’s not possible to overstate just how large an impact the incident at the Golden City had upon the Colony. For their part, the people of Atreum paid it little mind. From their point of view, the great and glorious defender of the capital had annihilated a pesky upstart, an ant gone rogue and acting alone. With the death of the offender, the empire was placated and reassured of their overwhelming power.

To the Colony, they took a very different approach. It was never confirmed which individual attacked the city, or why. Even though they continued to trade through the brathian merchant conglomerates, and even though they, on the surface, enjoyed friendly relations with the Silver City, never again did any ant set a single leg inside the city.

- Excerpt from ‘Ant Relations’ by Wattford.

Enid watched Anthony fall with horror. The phoenix faded away, the light fading and returning to the golden city from which it had come. Slowly, the eternal cloud returned, a halo that ringed the Atreum capital and home of the Child-Emperor.

From a great height, the enormous ant plummeted down. Even from this distance, Enid could see the smoke trail he left behind, a dark greasy stain that followed after him and stained the sky.

“We have to go and get him!” she pleaded to Eran, who had watched the entire exchange with a grim, stone-faced expression.

“It depends on where he falls,” she replied shortly.

Enid turned to glare at her with stricken eyes.

“What do you mean?!”

“If he falls too close to the walls, he will land in the exclusion zone. We can’t sail within a kilometre of the wall without permission.”

that is my

be like a nest kicked by a hornet! We’ll be lucky

as the giant ant traced a downward arc. As far as she could tell, he hadn’t

may not matter,” she said bitterly, “he

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Eran said softly. “I have grown fond of him myself, but what he did here could be interpreted as an act of war against the

have done such a thing without good reason. She turned back to the rail and gripped it tight with

below the surface. All the while, the brathian mages were in constant dialogue with the city. Apparently the request was being buried in bureaucracy, as was always the case in a place as large as this. Irisod and Olivis were hunched over together, locked in whispered conversation

“I can’t believe we are just watching him sink

what monsters could have been lurking just below the surface? They’d feast on him in his weakened

capital,” she told her, eyes locked on the nearby mages. “Atreum ensures the waters remain

joined on the deck by Smithant and Cobalt, who stood alongside her, an antenna each resting on her shoulders

remains,” Irisod the

still alive,] Cobalt informed Enid quickly. [We are

mental voice

as a giant ant, but the brathians’ water-manipulating skills were unmatched. A fountain erupted by the side of the ship,