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

this one, a friend

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

to mean the Eldest… Who else could they possibly

no idea, but the Eldest isn't here. There is almost a zero percent chance that they don't know that! Surely!" Sloan said. "…

kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them

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

gobbled down trouble like a Queen taking in Biomass. The

you want me to reach out to them?" Coolant offered. "I'll need to move a little closer, I don't think I can extend a mind bridge that

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

you think a thousand may send

"What do you mean?"

over there. If we walk closer with a thousand, might they think they are

her head with an antennae. A thousand didn't feel like many to her. Then again, she was

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 with great caution, Coolant wove together a mind bridge and

formally, [I have come to clarify

with each other for a long moment

the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the

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