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!

strange, undirected mental communication washed out over them, rippling through the

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

figure reclined in a chair next to him, watching all

else could they

a zero percent chance that they don't know that! Surely!" Sloan said. "… We have to talk

if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them to

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

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

to reach out to them?" Coolant offered. "I'll need to move a little closer, I don't think I can extend a

"I'll arrange an escort."

to escort the mage closer to the enemy in a matter

a thousand may send the wrong

"What do you mean?"

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

Sloan rubbed the top of her head with an antennae. A thousand didn't feel

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

of the Colony,] she started off formally, [I have come to

all communicated with each other for

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

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