"...Mother Arak'Tess, are you alright?" One of my daughters helps me walk. I am very old now, so moving has started to become difficult; my carapace is no longer as mobile as it once was.
"Yes, daughter... I'm just a little tired..." It has been 100,000 years since I had my children, so it makes sense that I am nearing death. I am not strong enough to escape it.
'I suppose I've had a good life... I managed to reach level 40 million... and I had many children...' I move carefully through the tunnels with one of my daughters following me.
"How is the city construction going?" I ask curiously. My daughters have been doing everything; I can't even go out to hunt anymore. I am too tired and weak to hunt now that my body is at its limit.
"It's going very well, Mother!! We are building a new tunnel network and—"
"MOTHER!!! Mother! Mother Arak'Tess!!" One of my daughters comes rushing quickly through the tunnels. She has a terrified expression and runs to me with tears in her eyes.
