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Sally: "With how beat up the truck is, I doubt you'd have much luck with that. Though, we can prrrrrrobably get 'er fixed until the beast gets here."


Curie pauses for a moment, thinking, then nods.

Curie: "I will do my best. You stay safe out there, and when you're back - I will expect a treat."


With that, the party leaves to recover their weapons and reattach Rosa's missing parts.


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An hour later, you're standing on the mud flats, just outside the windmill field's outer perimeter. Molly has brought a few engineer zombies along, and busies herself directing them to set up a small observation station, with cameras, audio recorders and other more exotic instruments.

A few hundred yards off the road, you see the shallow depressions marking the start of Mud King territory. A few mudmen are out and about, milling aimlessly through the beach.

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Molly nods - Or rather, contorts her torso in a manner vaguely reminiscent of a nod.

Molly: "Go right ahead, yes! I will be watching intently! Make sure to let us know if anything unusual happens!"

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Rosa touches Eigla's hand one last time, then begins the treacherous descent towards mudman territory. The wet sand flows freely under her hands, and she finds herself moving even slower than usual. After a hundred yards, the muck is so deep that an ordinary human would already be covered up to their head, but she continues on.

She reaches the edge of one or the faint circles, marking the limit of a Mud King's reach. A faint smell of rotting flesh wafts up from the sand, and the bones of dozens of seagulls litter the muddy surface. A mudman lazily floats nearby, but it's hard to see if it's even functional, with how motionless it sits.

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Rosa takes one step further. There is a sudden drop off in the terrain, and only her body's buoyancy keeps her from sinking further. Her gills open up, filtering the meager amounts of oxygen found in the still waters.

Still no movement, but she feels... Something. Like a distant hum, or buzz, echoing inside her head. It grows stronger the closer she moves to the center.



Eigla bites her lip as she watches her Sword all but disappear under the surface, with only her red, spherical core being visible as she slowly moves forward.