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!

washed out over them, rippling through the ambient mana in the

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

gate, a procession 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 to them

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

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

opinion, if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less

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

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

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

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

a thousand

"What do you mean?"

golgari over there. If we

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

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

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

other for a long moment before a

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

Some imagined insult?