Chapter 61 --61
But amidst all the facts and observations, Kaya uncovered something that—oddly—brought her a sigh of relief. A very important piece of information about these beastmen: anything smaller than a human palm couldn’t transform.
That meant no cockroach beastmen. No centipede warriors. No nightmarish silkworm hybrids with creepy eyes. Thank the stars for that. Kaya actually let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. Because honestly, if she had to live in constant fear of offending a beetle with royal lineage or stepping on a baby scorpion prince, she might as well pack her bags and walk into the sea.
Now, at least, she didn’t have to worry about accidentally committing bug-murder and starting an interspecies war.
But the comfort didn’t last long. Because with this new logic came a rather annoying question.
Apparently—according to these sheep folks—all small creatures remained as they were. No sudden size growth. No transformation. No nothing. A cockroach stayed a cockroach. A beetle stayed a beetle. And yet...
Her eyes narrowed at the sight of him. That smug little sparrow, lazily sunbathing on a nearby rock like he owned the tribe. The local females practically fawned over him, cooing and giggling like he was the fluffiest thing they’d ever seen. Kaya didn’t get it. She really didn’t.
And then it hit her.
How in the world did that tiny body turn into something chicken-sized when it wanted to fight? She’d seen it. She knew what she saw. That thing puffed up like a feathered balloon and started throwing kicks like he was auditioning for some bird-version of martial arts. So how?
Why did he get to grow bigger?
She crossed her arms and squinted harder. "That’s not science. That’s cheating," she muttered to herself.
The sparrow was living his best life. Absolute bliss. Sunshine, soft winds, and a tribe full of adoring eyes. Compared to his old days—where that she devil kept scaring him half to death just for fun—this was heaven.