Something was very, very wrong.
The Slime grew vigilant.
Chen Yu wobbled his Gel. He knew these faith-corrupted fanatics were rotten to the core.
'They do nothing all day but covet my territory.'
If the Adventurers hadn't driven off the Corrupted Lizardmen, he had no doubt these Swamp Crocodile collaborators would have worked with them from the inside to stage a swamp coup.
'Looks like I'll have to teach them a lesson.'
He snuck behind the troop of Swamp Crocodiles. He watched the bullies march along, slapping any Slime in their path flat. They devoured Giant Vein Leeches like spicy snacks and even picked mud crawlers from the muck to floss with.
They strutted with their heads held high, the very picture of arrogance.
They had the classic swagger of swamp bullies who acted like no other monster mattered.
Of course, that excluded the small crocodile at the front.
