Chapter 671 - The Siege pt 16 (1/2)

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 a.s.sume 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!

Once again that strange, undirected mental communication washed out over them, rippling through the ambient mana in the air and into their heads.

[Bring the reincarnated one here, or this one, a friend of that creature, will die.]

Just inside the first gate, a 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 them a trio of mages worked together, supposedly sending out the mind magic communications.

”They have to mean the Eldest… Who else could they possibly want?” Coolant wondered with some interest.

”I have no 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 talk to them.”

”What, why?” Coolant asked. In her opinion, if 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 for the gate.

”If the Eldest is involved, there might be some element at play that we don't understand,” Sloan sighed. ”Anytime something weird happens, it's usually to do with the Eldest.”

Coolant could only nod to that. It was true. For whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like a Queen taking in Bioma.s.s. The end result was something good, but the appet.i.te appeared to be endless.

”So 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 far.”

”I'll arrange an escort.”