Asura wobbled a bit as he looked over at another slime. A deep green color and it also spoke, asking if he spoke. [color=red]"Barely."[/color] He gurgled out. That word didn't sound as strained, it seemed with practice he could regain full sentences and not this broken nonsense. After he spoke more goblins showed up, making him a little more wary. Three or four versus one wasn't good odds if things got nasty. Three versus two was a little more even given the slimes tanky nature and the readily available herbs.

But the goblin that had surrendered was trying to shoo them off, saying they'd be late for hunting. What did goblins hunt? What being would lead the hunt? Turning to the other slime he gave what resembled a shrug. [color=red]"Should avoid gobs. Hunt bad."[/color] He garbled out. With that he collected as many herbs as he could, he probably wouldn't be able to come back here until this hunt was over. He couldn't camouflage either, red and orange didn't blend with brown and gray. The green could possibly pass itself off as moss or something.

The green one spoke again, a word at a time. [color=red]"Train in what?"[/color] He questioned, following along after gathering his herbs up until his 'pockets' were filled. It seemed the green one was spitting rocks at another rock using water pressure. Tilting his head he went over to the target and put himself in the way. Taking a couple hits before moving back out of the way. He had Physical Defense [b]ONE[/b] which logically told him he could make it better. Probably by taking hits if his gamers sense rung true.