Fishblight Mire i told the devil to take you back

Ocra didn't pay attention to anything Sriracha might have said in the final moments of the more. She only focused on one foot in front of the other until she was free and she managed to catch the exclamation by her companion. Her head snapped up to see an open sky and fresh air and she looked toward him for a long moment to register who she really had been dealing with the entire time. The swamp was far more darkening than she thought so his features amplified in the bright sun and he was easily stuck into her memory. 

She stretched out her limbs in relief and braced herself
for the shake, flinging whatever mud had attached to her and lightening the load she'd been carrying. If only a fresh water pond or lake had been nearby for both of them to wash but she knew so little of the area that her ideas came to a standstill. Plus she was sure he needed to move along to wherever he'd been going in the first place.