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!

over them, rippling through the ambient mana

this one,

elaborately armoured figure reclined in a

Who else could they possibly

almost a zero percent chance that

of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not

don't understand," Sloan sighed. "Anytime something weird happens, it's usually to do with

was true. For whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like

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

"I'll arrange an escort."

had a thousand ants ready to escort the mage closer to the enemy in a matter of seconds. Coolant

a thousand may

"What do you mean?"

have a total of.." she counted quickly, "eight golgari over there. If we walk closer with a thousand, might they think they are

A thousand didn't feel like many to her. Then again, she was an ant. "I'll

hundred should be fine. Shortly thereafter a procession of a hundred and one ants cautiously advanced toward the golgari delegation, ready to flee at a moment's notice. Sloan had considered things carefully and the delegation contained a healthy mix of mages, 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 the ground toward the first gate, they very obviously stopped and parked themselves

off formally, [I have come to clarify exactly what it is

each other for a long

here so that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the

imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such actions, but she didn't let