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!

over them, rippling through

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

procession 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

the Eldest… Who else could they possibly want?"

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

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 for

we don't understand," Sloan sighed. "Anytime something weird happens, it's

down trouble like a Queen taking in Biomass.

need to move a little closer, I don't think I can extend a mind bridge

"I'll arrange an escort."

thousand ants ready to escort the mage closer to

thousand may send the wrong

"What do you mean?"

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

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

hundred should be fine. Shortly thereafter a procession of 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 toward the first gate, they very obviously stopped and parked themselves for a moment. Acting with great caution, Coolant wove together a mind bridge

on behalf of the Colony,] she started off formally, [I

all communicated with each other for a long

here so that they may duel the High Blade Balta.

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 confusion show. True to