The warmth of the alleyway and the reverent faces of her five children faded, pulling Maddy's mind backward into the deep, quiet dark of her memory.
The scene shifted to the past, long before Maddy had ever registered as an adventurer or taken her first steps out into the depths of Shellgrave Cave.
In that subterranean gloom, she stood before the towering, pulsing mass of the Mobile Womb. But it looked far different than its initial, primal state. The raw, fleshy exterior had warped, hardening with a dense, scale like sheen that hummed with a terrifying amount of compressed energy. It was no longer just a vessel for gestation; it was a living fortress.
A soft, mechanical chiming echoed in her mind as Lucy pinged her consciousness.
[The evolution is complete, Maddy. The Mobile Womb has been recreated exactly to your specifications.]
Maddy stepped closer, running a hand over the cold, heavily reinforced hide of the massive structure. A proud, sharp smile spread across her face.
