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!

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

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

inside the first 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

have to mean the Eldest… Who else could

but the Eldest isn't here. There is almost a zero percent chance that they don't know

her opinion, if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not

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

that. It was true. For whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like a Queen taking in Biomass. The end result was something good,

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

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

thousand

"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 being

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

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

formally, [I have come to clarify

all communicated with each other for a long moment before

to bring them here so that they may duel the High Blade

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