Asura watched Mother Slime roll a little back and forth. Guess it was her way of nodding in understanding? It would be interesting to hear what she had to say when she could finally speak. The others were scrambling around now, getting into position or trying to get camouflaged. Camo was impossible for him unless there was some red around and there wasn't. He could still train himself quietly, trying to see what Slime Shell did but he only had guesses on how to get to it still. So he continued to try and compress himself into a rubber-like texture instead of very liquidy jello. He gave himself a few experimental bounces just to see if he had achieved his goal, but he doubted it. He had been at 0.4, but then again he didn't know how fast skills really progressed via training.

While he trained quietly he listened to the goblins shouts of more triumph than pain. [i][color=red]They have an equipment advantage. A shame that gives them such an increase than just training.[/color][/i] He thought with annoyance. He eyed the bone needles one of the dire rats had dropped off, he had been training or spacing when she had. He sucked them into his body, he could use them to cause extra damage with each strike. But he doubted they could survive more then one or two blows, what with them being bone.

While he trained he changed his shape a little. Refining his 'base form' to be more humanoid. His arms were more refined, cylindrical instead of being like penguin flippers. His head more of a sphere than just a mount with a face. The same went for his 'torso', less blob-like and more cylindrical. If he could combine his Slime Whip with Slime Shell he could probably have a bigger impact on the fight. But he didn't even have the Slime Shell yet. In the upcoming fight he'd have to work with what he had. His speed, defensive abilities, and knowledge of the humanoid fighting capabilities from his past life.