Crouching low in the brush of the forest, I stared out over the empty clearing before sneaking forwards, my boots gliding over the leaf covered grass as I made my way forwards, flitting between rocks and boulders to reach a point near the back of the Monster Den.
The Ants and other monsters were all gathering at the edge of the clearing, staring out into the sky and observing the billows of smoke that rose lazily into the air, each of them grunting and growling at one another as if asking what that was and what happened.
Seeing that they were all still so distracted - and that the flying monsters were taking to the skies to go scout the battlefield - I decided to scale the Monster Den and take position above the gathering of monsters, sticking low to the cluster of boulders and mud that comprised the entrance of this structure.
