Chapter 1458 – Krath Attack

Hmm. As pleased as I was to find the first signs of the Krath, it soon becomes apparent that something different is going on here. There’s too many of them. I haven’t even been here that long and I’ve found dozens of them! That’s too many!

They couldn’t have known I was going to come here, so they must have been here all along, right? Just what the heck is going on?

I briefly consider turning around and heading straight back to Victor for a report. I doubt she expected to find that there would be such a large number of Krath lurking on the outskirts of the Colony’s territory. It’s enough that even I’m starting to feel vaguely threatened.

And if there’s this many here in this tunnel, there may be an equal number in others. Solant was right, as usual. I don’t know if I’d call several hundred Krath an army, but it’s more than we’ve faced up to this point. They’ve finally gotten themselves organised and decided to come and fight us for real.

It’s worrying, but also a little exciting! If I can smack them around hard enough, perhaps they’ll turn around and leave the Colony alone for a bit.

Well, I shouldn’t get ahead of myself. I need to see what I can see before I make grandiose plans.

As I move deeper into the tunnel, maintaining my confident, six-legged stride, my senses remain on alert. I’m certain they’re going to pull something, there’s no way they just let me wander through without trying something… is there?

After fifteen minutes of burning, strutting and chomping on the stray monsters who do show up, I’m starting to think they may just prefer to keep themselves hidden.

Which is, of course, the exact moment they decide to spring their trap.

I have no idea how they managed to conceal the slime netting, I can literally see in every direction at once (almost), including directly over my head. I still didn’t notice the darn thing until it started to fall on me!

Naturally, I spring into action the moment I notice it. My nervous system is like greased lightning and my legs are firing before my brain has even realised why.

I sprint to the left, and I almost manage to clear the net. The lousy thing spreads out wider as it drops, compelled by some form of slug chicanery, and manages to clip my middle leg on the right side of the body, sticking tight.

Of course, I try to shake it off immediately, but no luck, whatever goop they made it with isn’t coming off that easily.

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I detect a rumble in the distance and soon spot a horde of monsters turning the corner up ahead. These must be the newly spawned monsters they’ve corralled over the last few days. Bah! Do they really think a bunch of weak monsters like this will be enough?

My brains spin and I begin to weave together a gravity bomb, then I notice the net is behaving a little oddly.