Tara found herself in plete and utter darkness.

  Trying to yell, she found she couldn’t even mao groan.

  ‘Is my body that messed up?’ She thought, recalling the st thing she remembered was the ining truck smming into her body, with her then bg out before she heard a strange meical voibsp;

  ‘Wait, voice?’ She thought, disc her memories jumbled, uo recall the words.

  Trying to calm down, she reasoned she bcked out a into a a from the collision.

  She was likely severely ihough she had no idea why everything itch-bbsp;

  The strahing was she still had trol over her limbs, though she could barely move.

  It felt as if something was ed around her body, as if she was bound.

  She khis was not hypothetical either. Tara could tell that she was restrained by something, by a material that’s hard but has a little give to it.

  Hearing a rustle outside made her feel even more paranoid.

  ‘What gives? This isn’t some absurd prank pulled by her devilish little sister, is it?’ She thought.

  Instinctively, she o yell out her name, but Tara failed again.

  Once again, the strange muffled noise reminded her of her inability to speak.

  Tara was left to pain as an absurd realisation came to her.

  ‘Have I been kidnapped?’ She thought.

  Though she had no idea of why her family oor, she would not pretend she uood criminals.

  Well, regardless of the situation, she only o escape.

  After all, she felt no pain and could move her body.

  Ign the strahat she could move fier such a horrific act, she found the restraints were flimsy at best.

  Pushing hard, she heard a loud CRACK.

  Enced by the thing breaking, she pushed even harder against the thing c her.

  Further pushing, she k was on the verge of breaking.

  She just o put a bit more oomph into it.

  Putting more power into it, she soon burst right through, scrambling out headfirst.

  ‘Ahhh! The warm sunlight and fresh air. It looked like summer hadn't left after all.’

  Tara thought, being so lost in her reverie that when she finally opened her eyes, she immediately saw a horde of scampering critters, making her let out a screech.

  However, instead of the usual high-pitched scream she was familiar with, her mouth let out a deep hissing sound.

  Letting out su un-dylike sound would usually make her feel embarrassed, yet now she had seemed to attract the attention of the bugs.

  She did not notice it before, but these bugs were ridiculously huge.

  The bugs busily ped on these rge, round balls encased in a thick-jelly like substanbsp;

  If Tara were to describe them, she would say they looked like super-sized dragonflies.

  Gaining their attention did not seem reasoher. As the things turheir gazes on Tara, the hunger in their ioid eyes was evident.

  At that moment, the jelly-like balls moved. Strange creatures began to force their way out as the buzzing of the is increased.

  Despite these creatures being smaller than the bugs, it was not by mubsp;

  Appearance-wise, they resembled an odd cross between a lizard and a tad-pole, though they did not appear like vulnerable newborns as she sa cws ah.

  Iing the creature's features further, she saw they had a weird blend of traits belonging to amphibians and lizards.

  Instead of running away like she thought the newborns would, these lizard-like creatures began charging at the dragonflies maniacally.

  Ae the ioids' menag appearahey were not uable.

  Then, she noticed that, pared to the ioids, whled to eat through the thick jelly material, the lizard-like creatures had no such problem.

  The thick, jelly-like material gleamed like metal. Despite appearing like a sack of fluid, it was solid and hard.

  With the chaos of the bugs and lizard-like creatures suddenly fighting, she steadily tried to escape these monstrosities.

  ‘Has someone kidnapped me and thrown me in the middle of Australia?’ She thought before deg it was improbable since even Australia doesn’t have such rge bugs.

  Deg to clude she must be halluating, she was vihis must all be some eborate dream.

  However, upon moving her front limb forward, Tara found an unmistakable, webbed-like foot with sharp lizard-like cws.

  ‘Wait... Is that a lizard leg?’ She thought, yet rationalised that surely this 't possibly be hers.

  ‘Alright, Tara, no panig. There must surely be a rational expnation for this.’ She thought before repeating a mantra in her mind.

  ‘This 't seriously be happening.’ She thought, though despite repeating these words, she could ideally move the strange lizard-like appendages.

  After a moment of internalisation, she decided it was time to e back to reality.

  She has been reborn as a lizard or has the most lucid dream.

  However, despite almost breaking down, the disturbing g sounds took her out of her stupor.

  Remembering the is and other lizards, she realised that ign reality would do her no good.

  Turning around, she saw a group of bugs tearing apart one of the lizards.

  ‘Now that's disgusting.’ She thought, however, when she saw its beady eyes searg for a arget, she suddenly realised.

  ‘Wait, don't those lizards resemble me?’ She thought.

  At that moment, one of the bugs had already noticed her, flying towards her rapidly, its jaws moving threateningly as its legs twitched.

  She had only mere moments to think before its jaws were attempting to cmp around her, using its legs to immobilise her.

  Notig the threatening gleam of her cws, she did what any human instinctively does when something threatens their life: she frantically fought back using every means at her disposal.

  Tara was never a fighter; the i, oher hand, was an experienced hunter. Yet her ons were better than the is', evening the odds.

  So, she was able to fight bad tear the thing apart.

  Feeling the adrenaline wear off, she saw the scattered goop of the remains of the i, which made her feel the urge to barf.

  If it was, then a notification suddenly filled her mind.

  [You have defeated Winged Nymph, gaining 1 EXP. You are now 1/10 intressing to Level 2.]

  ‘What was that?’ She thought the sudden meical voice filling her mind sounded eerily simir.

  ‘Is this seriously real?’ She thought, deg to rationalise that suspending her disbelief further shouldn't be too tricky with the whole reborn as a lizard thing.

  She decided to focus on that dilemma ter since she had a pressing problem with murderous is.

  Already, as the sounds of the rapid beating of wings grew closer, she had caught the attention of some of the is.