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!

rippling through the ambient mana in the air and

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

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 a

else could they possibly want?" Coolant wondered with

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

to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them to fight

play that we don't understand,"

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

offered. "I'll need to move a

"I'll arrange an escort."

a thousand ants ready to escort the mage closer to the enemy in

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

many?" Sloan rubbed the top of her head with an antennae. A

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

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

for a long

that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the shame the creature has cast

was rather taken aback by this. This guy came all the way out here chasing the Eldest? For what? Some imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such actions, but