Upping The Ante

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After several hours of weary defence at the escape tunnel entrance, I’m relieved when Tiny awakes. His wounds are mostly healed and the fire in his eyes rekindled. So exhausted I can barely form the thoughts, I tell him to defend the entrance until I wake up and retreat farther into the tunnel where I collapse flat on my face.

Torpor comes over me like a warm embrace and a thick blanket.

Without closing my eyes, my thoughts grow slower until they shift and sink, becoming molasses, until they barely move at all. This is the rest of ant-kind!

When I awake several hours later, I feel much refreshed. The heavy exhaustion that smothered me before has mostly been lifted. The rest, combined with a hearty feed, has closed over almost all of my wounds.

There’s another pleasant surprise awaiting me in the form of a dark coloured gem. The core of the Jellymaw I defeated. The colony must have fished it out of the remaining Biomass and left it here for me to deal with since I was one who defeated it.

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