Liam wanted to ignore the ramblings of the elf and look at the new notification that had popped up in front of him but the thing was he couldn't really ignore the smell. The elf was right. There was a horrendous smell slowly enveloping them.
In fact, to call it horrendous wouldn't be doing any justice.
It was as if tentacles of something abysmal were crawling out of the mud they had slathered themselves with and slowly choking them.
Liam's eyes widened. Everything happened too quickly.
Once the smell seeped out it explosively proliferated throughout the air, wrapping around them with an intensity that was nearly palpable. The initial allure of the mud's miraculous properties quickly soured as the group realized the dire consequences of their actions.
The mud that had once seemed like a blessing now felt like a curse.
