Chapter 193 The next wave (1/2)
It takes a while for the vicious itch to fade. The coordination cortex is like an octopus that sits between my sub brains and the main mind so as it mutates and changes my entire brain zone lights up with itching. It's intolerable!
But finally gone!
The process finishes and I find my pet monsters looking at me funny. Look! Just because you lot can take the sensation of mutating like its nothing doesn't mean I can! I'm sensitive!
…maybe.
At any rate, keep digging!
It takes only a few hours of vigorous work to finally connect the new section of the shortcut to the old, meaning the travel time from the surface down to the marsh will be as short as an hour if there aren't monsters sp.a.w.ning in there or an hour and half if there are. It's a crude tunnel that zig-zags back and forth on a fairly steep grade, barely large enough to squeeze Tiny through. When he evolves again we are going to have to put in a lot of work expanding all of these pa.s.sages for the big lug. To celebrate this momentous achievement, I've decided that we'll all pitch in and collect a feast for ourselves and then another feast that we can take up to the Queen.
I place Crinis on defence duty at the shortcut entrance to make sure nothing sneaks out of the expanse and then Tiny, Vibrant and myself start roaming the tunnels looking for Bioma.s.s. Crinis isn't really built to be an offensive hunter, at least not yet, so placing her in position where she can deploy her tentacles thinly like a spiders web to detect intruders and s.n.a.t.c.h them up is the best use of her talents. Tiny and I are more than capable of dealing with the monsters that sp.a.w.n out of the walls here.
Sadly we don't find many. Since the monsters are drawn by that mysterious pressure to run into the marsh expanse upon sp.a.w.ning they can't build their numbers and get caught up fighting each other in the tunnels. Asides from a few stragglers and slow moving plant types the pickins' are pretty darn slim.
[Master! Return to my location I think something is happening] Crinis suddenly speaks in my mind.
[We are on the way Crinis. What's going on?] I mean… something could be happening but how the heck would she know? If a fireworks display was going on around her she'd have no idea.
[I can feel vibrations in the tunnel floor, and they keep getting stronger. I think something is approaching] she explains.
Ohhhhh. Makes a lot of sense really. She does have quite a responsive sense of touch, she kind of has to since it's the only sense that she has… She'll have to wait until evolution before she'll be able to take advantage to some of the changes I made to her core.
With Vibrant resting on my head and Tiny lumbering behind we make our way back at full speed to the entrance of our shortcut tunnel where Crinis had been posted on guard duty. Just in time too.
Although Crinis was unable to tell what was causing the vibrations I could see perfectly well what was happening. Another horde of monsters was piling out of the marsh expanse and into the tunnel, hurtling in our direction as quickly as their beastly limbs could carry them!
[”It's another mob of monsters guys! Action stations! Prepare to dive! Crinis, engage feast mode!”] I holler frantically at my group.
The horde is nearly upon us, only a few metres away at this point but Crinis wastes no time! Immediately she retracts the thin sensing tendrils she had laid out and reforms her tentacles into the thick, monster crus.h.i.+ng engines of destruction we need them to be. Her main body swells up to its full beach ball size, splitting open to reveal her hungering maw.
Tiny is no slower to prepare for action. In his case he simply pushes past me and flings himself at the crowd of monsters, howling with glee! He doesn't say much but I get the feeling the big guy has not enjoyed feeling so subdued by the pressure emanating from the center of the expanse, he's not the kind of monster who wants to shy away from a fight, he wants to get in there and punch faces, especially with strong enemies.
The feeling of being reluctant to run forward and challenge something has been a strange new sensation for this normally suicidal ape. I'd welcomed the change, personally I think not wanting to fling yourself at some mysterious boss monster is just downright sensible but Tiny isn't built that way.
Now he has a chance to work his frustrations out on a ma.s.sive horde of foes and he is going to take it!
Before the charging ma.s.s of monsters has even reached Crinis, Tiny bowls into them with his formidable ma.s.s, sending monsters flying, slamming into the walls and ceiling.
[Crinis! Move towards the expanse and engage! Tiny ran past you to fight so you need to s.h.i.+ft up the tunnel!]
[Oh!.. Uh.. Understood master!]
Hearing my orders Crinis uses her tentacles to propel herself forward and soon those grasping limbs come into contact with the edges of the horde that are already starting to wrap around Tiny and attack his vulnerable back. Those monsters rather suddenly find themselves wrapped up themselves as their bodies are rent by Crinis' and then tossed into the limitless darkness of her maw.
[… just a reminder not to eat them all Crinis… we need enough for all of us and the Queen] I decide to say.