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!

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

the reincarnated one here, or this one,

own forced to kneel on the ground at sword point whilst an elaborately armoured figure reclined in a

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

zero percent chance that they

if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them to fight when they made a push for

at play that we don't understand," Sloan sighed. "Anytime something weird happens,

whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like a Queen taking in Biomass. The end result was

move a little closer, I don't

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

thousand may

"What do you mean?"

golgari over there. If we walk closer with a thousand, might they think they are

many?" Sloan rubbed the top of her head with an antennae. A thousand didn't feel like many to her.

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.

behalf of the Colony,] she started off formally, [I have come to clarify exactly what it is that

other for a long moment

Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the shame the creature has cast upon his house with his

here chasing the Eldest? For what? Some imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend