[spoiler]Are they surrounding then dome? I thought they were approaching it from one side in a circle. Aight I'm good w that tho[/spoiler] Now sound was taken. Tarry and the rest of the army were nowhere to be heard, with only the footsteps and the aroma found in the mist. Condensation calmly formed on the fish man's scaly skin, warm to the touch and oddly welcoming. The footsteps continued. A silhouette eventually formed, male with something strange worn atop the head. It was bulbous, completely disproportionate to the body. What was this thing? Still advancing, the mist continued to creep along the ranks of the northern ranks of the fish men. Suddenly it slowed, as if reacting to the Mangy thrust inside of it... as if alive.