So good! I felt much better the next time I woke up.
If it had been possible, I would have yawned… if I'd had a mouth. But I was just a little Blue Slime surrounded by crates filled with gemstones, crystal shards, and various other valuable goods.
Rather than spending far too long squeezing my way out of the tent, I transformed into the Lesser Wisp and phased through most objects. Before I knew it, my small ethereal body drifted toward the condensed energy on the other side of the tent. I sensed the energy emanating from around and within three oval-shaped objects and transformed back into my main form.
The corner of my lip curled upward as I locked onto the three eggs. They contained even more energy than the bracelet I'd "loaned" from Captain Anthea, and I could only hope that meant they were unharmed.
Be that as it may, I had one more issue to solve: How in the Netherworld was I supposed to carry the eggs out of Camp Ashborn?
