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!

them, rippling

one here, or this one, a friend of

golgari stood with one 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 boredom. Next

could they

but the Eldest isn't here. There is almost a zero percent chance

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

play that we don't understand," Sloan sighed.

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

"I'll need to move a little closer, I don't think I can extend

"I'll arrange an escort."

mage closer to the enemy in a

a thousand may send the wrong

"What do you mean?"

she counted quickly, "eight golgari over there. If we walk closer with a thousand, might

the top of her head with an antennae. A thousand didn't feel like many to her. Then again, she was

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 for a moment. Acting with great caution, Coolant wove together a mind bridge and extended it toward the trio of mages in the golgari

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

each other for a long moment before a reply came

they may duel the High Blade

Some imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such