Chapter 633: 633
This construct is a fiendish mass of complexity, it's like a construct within a construct within a construct . Which . . I suppose… is exactly what it is . It's capable of creating twelve different types of elemental energy, basically twelve constructs in one! I'm not deterred though, thinking back to how difficult I found creating my first construct, I know that this is only going to be a matter of time . It's like playing an instrument, it takes time to memorise exactly how all the pieces fit together .
[Master?]
[Huh? Crinis? What's up?]
I feel my loyal eldritch terror shift on my carapace .
[How long are you planning to stay here, Master? I know you want some time to spend on your new Skill, but it's been several hours already . ]
Oh, right . The war .
[Thanks for the time check, Crinis . We do have things we need to be about . Let's go . ]
The last part I say to all of my pets and we gather up to return to the front lines . I toss the practice regime onto the sub-brains and let them deal with it whilst I go back to where the action is . I can almost feel my sub-brains shuddering with pain as the load of putting together this monstrosity of a construct lands solely in their lap . They can suck it up! I don't have the luxury to let them slack off .
It doesn't take long to return to the front, I didn't move that far and it's not like it would move that far in such a short amount of time . I do get a surprise once I arrive at the defensive line in the form of an unexpected visitor .
"Sloan! I'm a little surprised to see you out of the main nest . How are things travelling up there?"
The two generals of the council have been locked in the main nest managing the two sided conflict to the best of their abilities . We've been relying on them to be the organisers and decision makers when it comes to overall strategy, a heavy burden that I was only too happy to not be a part of .
She gives a weary wave of an antenna .
"Busy" she sighs, "very busy . Things are constantly changing and the Colony is now so large that keeping track of all the moving parts is impossible . "
"Are we really growing that fast? Are the second and third nests operational now?"
She nods .
"Yes, and producing new brood at full capacity . The Brood Tenders have been in a frenzy, trying to ensure the academy handles the load . There are still teams out there expanding territory and securing resources for the hatchlings even whilst this conflict goes on . Making sure every area has the resources they need has been difficult . "
"What brings you down here then? Getting bored being locked upstairs? Keen to get your mandibles dirty on the frontlines?" I tease .
"Something like that," she surprises me . "Victor and I decided that we needed to get a better sense of what was happening so we each came to a separate battleline . This way we'll have a more direct understanding . "
I think for a moment .
"Are you sure you didn't just get sick of feeling as if you were hiding in the nest and wanted to experience a bit of danger?" I accuse .
My antennae poke forward in an accusatory fashion, pinning the smaller general on the spot .
"N-no, of course not," Sloan plays it cool and waves away my concern .
"Hmm," I eye her with suspicion .
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