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

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

elaborately armoured figure reclined in a chair next to him, watching all that occurred with an expression of detached boredom. Next to them a trio of mages worked

could they possibly want?" Coolant

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

asked. In her opinion, if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them

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

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 to be

to them?" Coolant offered. "I'll need to move a

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

a thousand

"What do you mean?"

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

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

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

she started off formally, [I have come to clarify exactly what it is that

all communicated with each other for a long moment

bring them here so that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the shame the creature has

way out here chasing the Eldest? For what? Some imagined insult? She