Chapter 626 Vengeance (1/2)

It was already personal. Now it's… more personal. When the armoured death machines had started to advance, the scouts had alerted me and I'd gathered the troops and headed to the first defensive position. The carvers had been working overtime, throwing up walls, forts and all sorts of little traps throughout the entirety of the Colony's territory.

When the killers arrived, they'd cut through our defensive line with ease. Hundreds of them had advanced against our position, weapons aglow with deadly light and armour pulsing with mana. They had been visible, even through the thick darkness of the second strata. Magic hadn't affected them much, acid hadn't slowed them down, they just kept coming.

When the leader drew close enough, they'd drawn back with a ma.s.sive axe and unleashed something I'd never seen before. It wasn't a slash, or an arc of blade light. It was more like a freakin' WALL. When it closed in on me, it was like the entire world went white. I'd tried to protect my siblings by leaping in front of those near me and the resulting wounds had put me out of the fight. Without Invidia s.h.i.+elding and healing me, I might not have made it out at all.

Those d.a.m.n metal bucket murderers! Hundreds of my siblings died in the chaos after that! They charged and cut through the lines. Protectant and her group appeared and dragged me out, right when I was getting my guts back insi --- I mean warmed up!

Geh.

It was a defeat. A total defeat. The rest of the Colony fell back to the next defensive position, ready to try again, undeterred by the deaths. Not me though. I have too much rage! WAY too much rage!

”I don't think this is wise, Eldest…”

I won't be satisfied until I inflict damage on the enemy. My mandibles must rend. REND I SAY.

”Eldest…”

I can't take on hundreds of them at once… no. That would be suicide, even for me. What I CAN do is ambush one of their patrols. With my pets and Protectant's crew, we should be able to overpower and finish them off before reinforcements can come.

”I don't think the Council would approve…”

Who cares if these stupid tin cans get angry? They're already here killing us! Time to return the treatment back to them, with extreme vengeance. A second of my baby-sitters materialises out of nowhere.

”I agree with Protectant. This isn't a good idea.”

I've been ignoring Protectant, as is my policy when she offers advice, but who the heck is this?

”I've never seen you before. Why are you popping out now?”

The ant s.h.i.+fts uncomfortably, unhappy to be out of the shadows.

”It didn't seem like you were listening and I felt our point of view needed to be emphasised.”

”What's your name?”

”Defendant.”

Seriously?!

”Look. Our Colony members have been killed and I am determined to seek righteous vengeance! Justice! What can you possibly have against that?!”

”You would be better served to join with the rest of the Colony and a.s.sist in the defence. Your capacity to punish the enemy will surely be higher there, not to mention your own safety…”