Chrysalis

Coolant looked out from her perch next to the upper sally port of the great gate and felt nothing but confusion.

"Do you want to go tell him, or should I?" she said to Sloan who was clinging to the wall next to her.

The general shook her head, bewildered.

"I mean. They have to know, right? There's no chance that they don't know."

"I assume they know. I mean, what are the odds the two forces aren't communicating to this extent?"

"Almost none, surely. Such a lack of organisation in our foes would throw our plans way out."

"Hasn't this thrown them way out anyway?"

Sloan hesitated.

"That's… true."

The two of them looked out in silence for a few more moments at the totally unexpected scene before them.

"What do you think we should do?" Coolant asked, her scent as calm and unruffled as it always was.

"I don't know!" Sloan fretted. Why would these idiots perform this sort of moronic action now of all times? It didn't make any sense!

strange, undirected mental communication washed out over them, rippling through the ambient mana in the

reincarnated one here, or this one, a friend of that creature,

of their own forced to kneel on the ground at sword point whilst an elaborately armoured figure reclined in a chair next to him, watching all that occurred with an expression of detached

to mean the Eldest… Who else could they possibly want?" Coolant wondered

There is almost a zero percent chance that they don't know that! Surely!" Sloan

one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason,

some element at play that we don't understand," Sloan sighed. "Anytime something weird happens, it's usually to do with the

could only nod to that. It was true. For whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like a Queen taking in Biomass. The end result was something good, but the appetite appeared

to them?" Coolant offered. "I'll need to move a little closer, I don't think I can extend a mind bridge

"I'll arrange an escort."

had a thousand ants ready to escort the mage closer to the

think a thousand may send

"What do you mean?"

golgari over there. If we walk closer with a

a thousand is too many?" Sloan rubbed the top of her head with an antennae. A thousand didn't feel like many to her. Then again, she

for raising shields, scouts, for detecting foul play, and soldiers, to hold the line in the event the others needed to retreat. Once they had covered half

behalf of the Colony,] she started off formally, [I have come to clarify

each other for

you to bring them here so that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes

here chasing the Eldest? For what? Some imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such actions, but she didn't