That revelation hit Finn like a brick. It completely changed everything about Moistvile.
The man's words echoed in his head—she would be waking up soon.
That cocoon wasn't just some weird slime nest—it was going to hatch. And when it did, Moistvile, the swamp, and everyone in it is sitting right on top of a nightmare ready to burst free.
Too much. Way too much. Even for Finn. He had seen the horrors of the slime cave. But to realize that hell itself was hiding beneath another hell… that was enough to make his stomach turn inside out.
Everyone in Moistvile was in danger. Finn didn't even like these people—in fact, he despised them after everything that had happened earlier. But he couldn't shake it. They were all going to die if no one did anything.
He had to warn them.
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Finn turned to Silvara. The moment those words had left his lips, she'd actually reacted. Just barely. Her eyes widened for the first time… before her usual calm indifferent expression slid back into place.
