Antvance into the Unknown

100. Spatial Senses

“Get down from there, you little varmint!” I yell.

“What even is this thing?” she yells back, scurrying about on top of the gate, poking and prodding with her antennae, inspecting every nook and cranny.

“It’s some sort of spatial gateway that allows instantaneous travel across vast distances, and we are trying to learn how it works so we can link our nests together. Now get your butt off of there before you break something!”

Reluctantly, she starts to climb down, still excitedly examining whatever she can.

“You can practically feel the power rolling off that thing,” she exclaims when she finally reaches the bottom. “It’s incredible! Why doesn’t it work?”

Her question catches me mid-thwack and I pause before regretfully retracting my antennae.

“A big part of the reason is that no ant has managed to unlock the Spatial Mana Specialisation Skill. Upon learning that Skill, and then ranking it up, knowledge of how to create and utilise Spatial Mana Constructs will be granted by the System, and by studying those, we are far more likely to be able to understand how these things work and then build our own.”

She looks confused.

“We didn’t build this?” She points at the gate with one claw.

“Of course not. If we could already build them, how would we not know how to get them working? Obviously, this gate was made by others, and we are trying to unlock its secrets. It isn’t enough to learn how to operate it. We need to learn how to construct our own and operate those. Only then will we be able to establish a gate network throughout our territory and connect our nests.”

“Why is it so important to connect the nests?” the hatchling asks.

It’s the manager who answers, stepping forward to address the hatchling directly.

“If we can connect all the nests using one gate network, then we will be able to spread much farther, much faster, without running the risk of being unable to support each other. It will be like every nest, no matter how far, will be no more than a few steps away from every other nest. We can never be trapped, and never be sieged, not by normal methods. If we can unlock this secret, the future of the Colony will be infinitely safer and brighter.”

“And nobody can figure out how they work?”

“Nope,” I chip in. “Not yet.”

“I will,” she announces. “I bet it’s not that hard.”

This hatchling…

“Right then, if you have that much confidence, let’s see you do it. I don’t want to hear boasting without results to back it up,” I poke her with an antenna. “There’s a hundred ants in here, all of them older and stronger than you, and they haven’t worked it out yet.”

And most of them are rather annoyed at this bothersome hatchling running around telling them she can do their jobs better.

“It’ll be fine, you’ll see.” She brushes my antenna off angrily. “I’ll be able to do it because I’m me.”

“If you like, we can start powering up the gate and you can take a look at it, Eldest,” the manager says.

“Oh? That’ll be cool. Let’s have a look.”

Once the manager lets the team know, they’re rushing this way and that to get things ready. When it’s all done, they trigger the array matrix they’ve constructed, monitoring and taking measurements as it slowly powers up. Then, with gathering speed, the matrix starts to draw in Mana at a prodigious rate, pulling in the energy from the air until the entire gateway is shining brightly to my Mana Sense. As more energy gets packed in, the gateway seems to hum, gradually lighting up from within, illuminated by the sheer power of the Mana coursing through it.

Eventually the matrix turns off, and the gate continues to release that sub-harmonic hum that rattles my mandibles, except it has nowhere for the energy to go, so it simply leaks back into the air at a slow pace until nothing remains within. When all is said and done, the gateway sits as it did before, devoid of energy or activity, a ring of intricately carved stone.

“Well, that was quite something. I’m amazed at how much Mana it can hold,” I say.

“Indeed. We estimate that spatial spells may take a prodigious amount of energy to cast. One of the current hypotheses is that the reason no ant has been offered the Skill is because none have a sufficient Mana pool to access it, regardless of the ranks of their other magic Skills.”

That’s not a bad theory, actually. It would make sense…

“I’ll make sure I max out my core as soon as possible and see what happens,” I assure her. “Who knows? I might get lucky.”

After all, my quest for the mythical Gravity Mana specialisation continues, and perhaps I’ve been denied that Skill for the same reason. Only time will tell. When I’ve mastered Mind Magic to a high enough point, I’ll be able to go shopping for the next level of magic to grind. If I keep pushing my way to more advanced forms of Mana, I should reach gravity eventually. Surely Gandalf won’t continue to hold out on me for too long!

“That was awesome!” the hatchling declares, hopping up and down with excitement. “Did you feel it? The power! The energy! How does it work? How did it happen? Why did it fail!”

She wants answers to her questions, but tough luck for her, she isn’t going to get them.

“None of your business and nobody knows. Now…”

YOINK!

“Hey! Put me down!”

“Nope! Time to go visit another place.”

Wiggling and struggling as she dangles from my mandibles, I carry the hatchling out, waving goodbye to the team with an antenna as I go. The little one is quite enraptured with the research work going on here, but there are still places to be and things to see. I get the feeling that the idea of being able to answer the questions nobody else can tickles her sense of pride, as well as the mystery of unanswered questions tugging away at that bottomless curiosity she has on her claws.

Perhaps a little mage has been born here today? We’ll have to wait and see…

It doesn’t take long for us to make our way to the mage training section where, as usual, I find Propellant monitoring the mages hard at work practising and honing their Skills in one of the many practise ranges. Fireballs, ice, wind, stone, lava, and all the other basic elements fill the air, being flung back and forth as ants practice dismantling and casting spells as quickly as possible.

Sure enough, Propellant is quick to notice us enter and rushes to see us, filled with boisterous energy.

“Eldest! Wonderful to see you, as usual! How’ve things been around the nest? Everyone looking after themselves?”

“As best they can,” I say. “It appears as though the mages are working as hard as ever.”

An explosion rocks the chamber, and we get covered in dust, which I quickly clean from my antennae. For her part, Propellant doesn’t even seem to notice. She’s apparently gotten used to it through her posting here.

“Mind if we watch your mages at practice for a bit? I’m giving the little one a tour.”

“Sure thing!” Propellant laughs. “There’s always something to see around here.”