After An Jin provided a comprehensive analysis of the surrounding terrain, the Beastmen nodded, only half-understanding. They shifted into their beast forms and carefully clambered over branches and rocks to traverse the higher ground of the swamp.
The little fox, taking advantage of her small frame and light weight, padded across the thick carpet of moss as if it were solid ground. Her soft paws made only a few ripples in the mire with each leap.
She tilted her head, her gilded fox eyes glancing back at the Beastmen who had been left far behind, then vanished in a flash.
The Beastmen, who had always revered brawny and robust physiques, couldn't help but envy the Witch Doctor's petite beast form.
Besides, the huge swarm of menacing crocodiles saw the scrawny fox and paid her no mind at all, their red eyes fixed instead on the plump, sturdy Beastmen, drool dripping from their jaws.
