Mud and vines slid aside as something enormous rose from beneath the dark water. Aren literally felt his heart beating in his chest, eyes widening as he recognized the beast.
That's—that's the Mangrove Tyrant! How the hell is it—?!
The head that emerged was larger than Marcus' entire torso, armored green scales overlapping like jagged plates of armor. It crawled slowly on all fours before making its way to their direction.
Aren barely breathed as the monster lumbered forward. Every step made the swamp floor tremble.
The beast's massive head passed within a few meters of the group's hiding place, its golden eyes reflecting faintly against the wet mangrove bark.
Aren slowly pulled the thin layer of water around his body, the shimmering veil of Aqua Veil bending the light around him just enough to blur his outline.
Beside him, the others had already vanished beneath Professor Sterling's web of camouflage threads, the delicate strands made the whole thing look a part of the roots.
