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!

again that strange, undirected mental communication washed out over them, rippling through

reincarnated one here, or this one, a

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

Eldest… Who else could they possibly want?" Coolant wondered with some

percent chance that they

kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them to fight when they

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

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

move a little closer, I don't

"I'll arrange an escort."

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

a thousand

"What do you mean?"

over there. If we walk closer

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

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

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

stone-people all communicated with each other for a long moment before a

they may duel the High Blade Balta. He

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