123. Preparations for the Elder Tree Battle

123. Preparations for the Elder Tree Battle

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“I have Herbal Medicine and Herbal Amplification available,” I tell her.

Gabby nods to herself and gives her analysis. “Herbal Medicine is my innate knowledge of ingredients, preparation methods, and application dosages. It will allow me to prepare various salves, powders, extracts, and potions. Herbal Amplification is a magical ability that increases the effectiveness of my creations.”

In other words, a normal healing salve has antibacterial properties, but a Goblin Herbalist’s salve would magically accelerate a body’s natural regenerative processes.

One of Flou, either 1 or 3, shlorps forward. “I’m sending one of my bodies with you, of course.”

“Even though you just got back to full strength?” I ask.

“What’s the point if I don’t use it?”

Gabby and I both nod.

Then Olindia takes her place between Brenda and Flou. “Slime solidarity.”

I wasn’t going to ask her to come because she’s been a big help today, but it warms my heart to see the formerly lazy Slime girl being proactive.

“Drosera?”

He shakes his head. “You can make me come, but I doubt I’ll be useful. My magic is pitiful compared to the Elder’s and my attacks are weak against him and the other Treefolk. I’ll be just as much a liability as Jonny, no offense darling.”

“None taken.”

Hmm, type-advantage or lack thereof is nothing to scoff at. We’ve already evacuated the hostages we could find and there shouldn’t be any prisoners to take home. I think he’s right.

“Aello?”

“Do I look like an Owl Harpy?” the Matron says before her eyes register my humorless expression. “Um, w-what I mean is, you can force me to choose between coming or being executed, but I’ll probably end up dead either way. Whether its crashing into a tree in the dark or sitting still and letting my large form soak up damage, there’s not much I can do in a fight after sunset besides die.”

Right, Gale is relatively small and nimble compared to her mother. Aello’s Air Magic won’t be an effective defense against third-tier Earth or Plant Magic if the Elder is the evolved form of a Twisted Apple Treefolk. Then there’s the risk of hitting something in the dark. Sure, Megan can light up a clearing, but a proper Harpy Matron flyby would soar low above the forest canopy at night at hundreds of miles an hour. She’s not just being cowardly; this is a suicide mission for her.

“If you’re staying, you can supervise the feast. That frees Spindle to join us,” I say.

“As you wish, Vermillion.” The spider girl bows dramatically, “A maid obeys.”

Next, I turn to our unexpected guest, “Kani, I’d appreciate an assist.”

The crab girl looks from me to our team and back, mentally measuring her chances. “If you’re going to fight the Kraken, I’d like to see what you’re made of.”

Nice! Having her along will be like riding an ancient human tank.

“Slime solidarity team—partners?” I ask.

Flou gravitates to Megan, forming a cute fur bikini on the tiny, sexy woman. “Let’s team up again. You need to be protected until your body catches up with your power.”

Olindia approaches Sue. “You can keep yourself out of trouble and need a way to deal damage. Mind if I rent a room?”

“Eh? Um, surwe? Eep!” Sue staggers as Olindia roughly forces herself up the frog girl’s nether tunnel. “Ahn!” Webbed digits clutch at a distended belly that slowly deflates as Olindia’s excess mass dissipates. “That was... whew, something else.”

Pink Jellyfish tentacles emerge from Sue’s depths to create a cute leotard that contrasts nicely against the frog girl’s complexion.

The Stone Ooze steps in front of Gabby. “Neither of us are going anywhere once the battle starts. Let me protect you.” At the Goblin girl’s assent, Brenda envelops Gabby. She reforms herself with the Apprentice Herbalist embedded in her front like a forward-facing baby carrier.

“Pff,” I stifle a laugh. I hear a few snickers around me before Gabby silences us with a deathly glare.

“No,” Gabby says. Brenda immediately shrinks to form a statuesque second skin around the Goblin girl’s body. “Better.”

“What’s our plan?” Brenda asks.

Gabby and I look at each other.

“It’d be great if we could recreate the strategy we used against that Twisted Apple Treefolk,” I say, “But I can’t pass for a defenseless human anymore.” Jonny opens his mouth. “No, the Elder is a pervert, but he’s het. He won’t see you as anything but a meal.”

“So, you need someone to play honeypot?” a familiar voice says.