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

this one, a friend of that creature, will

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 trio of mages worked together,

Who else could they

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

one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them to fight when they made a push

involved, there might be some element at play that we don't understand," Sloan sighed.

trouble like a Queen

need to move a little closer, I

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

think a thousand may send the

"What do you mean?"

have a total of.." she counted quickly, "eight golgari over there. If we walk

an antennae. A thousand didn't feel

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

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

all communicated with each other for

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

insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such actions, but she didn't