Chapter 836: Tricky Patients (947)

Chapter 836: Tricky Patients (947)

Who can say, truly, how many termites were defeated, down in the dark? Amongst the roots of the world tree we hunted and were hunted in turn. The fighting was vicious, brutal in the extreme.

In some ways it was a good thing that our non-monster allies were unable to join us, despite the enormous help their auras would have been. Without them we were able to engage with the enemy on the same ground. Fight fire with fire.

We fought on the walls and ceilings. We fought in complete darkness within cramped tunnels. We fought within the verdant growth of the tree. We fought on our own terms. Enormous numbers on both sides, an endless conflict that would never end until one side could no longer sustain the fight.

It was war exactly the way we wanted it.

I loved it.

· From the journals of Advant.

A war of attrition against the Colony was not the wisest of strategies, Mendant reflected. The field hospital around her teemed with activity as the wounded were rushed in on her left. The fighting must be fierce today considering the numbers that they were seeing.

Considering this was only one of the medical posts the healers had established, there must have been over a thousand ants in need of healing coming into the facilities run by her sisters.

Considering how durable and easy to heal the monsters were, only particularly serious injuries made their way to places like this, ones that couldn't be instantly cured with an application of healing magic, or fixed over a period of hours after consuming Biomass.

One thing they weren't short on right now was Biomass.

"Get back to work, all of you."

Her words shook the room out of its stupor and the healers got back to their tasks as the patients seemed to wake up and remember that they were significantly injured.

Mendant could only sigh and turn her attentions back to the Eldest, who continued to insist that they didn't need to be here, certainly not for a day, but she would brook no argument.

"Sit still and let me heal you," she demanded as she continued to work.

Eventually a series of dark tentacles sprouted and pinned the Eldest down, allowing Mendant to work. They even helped rotate the Eldest when she needed to shift her attention to a different wound. Literally wrapped up, the most esteemed member of the Colony could do little but suffer in silence, attempting to preserve what dignity they could.