Dozens—no, I meant hundreds—of structures sprawled across a wide clearing in the forest.
There were freaking nests built into trees and burrows reinforced with stone. There were also mud and wooden huts made for frogs, turtles, snakes, and even dragonflies with perches shaped like spirals.
In front of me were paths that crisscrossed the ground with a watch post standing at the edges, maintained by frogs.
And everywhere around me was my swamp army, and newfound animals.
All just moving and talking to one another.
"…I was out for two weeks." I whispered. "WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO?!"
"MY QUEEN!"
I barely had time to brace myself before a blur of green slammed into my side.
"Gaaaah!"
The turtle—whom I have yet to name—slammed right into my body and landed right onto my feline belly.
"You have awakened! Praise the wetlands! Praise the sovereign! Praise the Goddess of Reeds!"
"Okay! Okay!" I squirmed as he landed on top of me. "Easy! Bro, you're crushing me!"
