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"Well, that's that and this is this." My uncle said. "Let's drop the deep, emotional conversation for now, alright? Not everything has to be so dramatic, for the spirit's sake! Anyways, we're here, beast boy."
My uncle pointed at tall hill in the middle of the dry savannah. In there, there was a large- no, gigantic anthill, completely black in color, and with miasmic rivers coming out of it constantly.
Not only that, but purple colored crystals, Demonite, which is the crystalized form of Miasma, was growing all over the anthill, which helped these creepy, gigantic black ants with red eyes to feed on them.
"T-This is one huge anthill! What in the world?" Mist asked in surprise. "Ahh… W-Well, after we fought all those bugs, this isn't that surprishing…"
"Unlike the other more mutant monsters, all these ants look similar." Said Zack. "Are these stronger monsters?"
