As she reaches the edge of the marshes, the dense growth thins out, only to give way to wet, squishy mud, that causes her to sink a couple of centimeters, with every step. Fortunately, she's light; a human would sink much deeper. Before long, though, she spots something, lurking at the edge of her vision; a small, humanoid shape, that seems to spot her, as well, before darting off deeper into the swamp.