[Finally done, eh Tiny? I’m impressed, I seriously didn’t think you’d last this long.]
When he emerged from the consultation, head aching, Tiny found his master waiting in the chamber he was to evolve in, a huge core held in his jaws. Tiny winced when he saw it. He remembered the sting of those things.
He rubbed at his head as a phantom pain echoed at the top of his scalp.
[Yeah, I know. It’s going to suck, but it needs to be done. You’ve got a better chance of getting a mythic evolution than the other two, but it’ll all go to waste if you don’t evolve with a fully pumped up core.]
His master approached and nudged at Tiny’s arm with one antenna until he opened his hand so the giant ant could deposit the gem onto his palm.
[You’re just like me,] his master said. [A first stratum monster who was never meant to make it this far. I’m proud of you, Tiny. You’ve done a great job to survive this long. And you managed to punch the heck out of a ton of monsters on the way.]
Tiny grinned broadly and instinctively flexed while giving a thumbs up, waggling his eyebrows. Anthony laughed.
[That’s a new move. After this evolution, you’ll probably be back to being bigger than me, I assume. Don’t let it get to your head, and don’t start thinking you’re invincible. You might hit the hardest, but you take the fewest punches out of all of us. Make sure you toughen yourself up.]
The great ape frowned. He’d never thought of it that way. His punches were the strongest, but he couldn’t take punches himself? That didn’t sound right. That sounded… weak. Tiny wasn’t weak! He was the strongest!
Determined, he clutched the core tight in his fist. Seeing this, his master turned to leave.
[Alright, I’ll leave you to it. See you on the other side, big guy.]
Taking in the core was painful, as always. The moment he was done, Tiny engaged the evolution menu.
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Two mythic options. His master had been right, as usual. Flicker Footed Boxer Kong sounded fantastic, though….
Tiny shook his head. No, he would ignore it. As much as he loved his fancy feet, he had other things he needed to focus on right now. Punching, and getting punched!Resolute, he turned his attention to the mythic options.
That was a lot of Toughness, and a lot of Might to go along with it! Tiny’s eyes gleamed as he considered just how large and powerful his physique would be with these sorts of numbers. A musculature reforge as well, just what he wanted. Living Granite sounded good!
He would become durable, able to absorb much more punishment, which meant he could keep dishing it out. This was excellent!
Tiny recalled that he’d been warned he had to read all of the best options, not that he saw the point. He rolled his eyes and turned his attention to the next one.
Now this… this was also interesting. There were many words here that Tiny liked. Unbreakable! Endless fury! Lightning! Also a musculature mutation, with metal of some sort? Why not!
And… so… much… Might!
He would have to make up for the lack of toughness in other ways, of course. The stone people had told him of several and he almost remembered them.
He grinned.
This was going to be incredible.
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