[TheRaisin]

A month of hard work passed, with the resistance growing in numbers and potency every day. With Abe's help, and his natural knack for raising morale, they recruited two-hundred able-bodied soldiers before the month was out, plus a few extra helpers, go-fers, and organizers. In the village, now a small city with all the new recruits, Down, Carver, and Wurm were leading the weapon-making team with their incredible skill and knowledge. At headquarters, Dwight was the model of efficiency, overseeing the whole operation, fixing glitches, and taking charge. With the promise of freedom, the resistance's village, as well as several others, had broken their vow of neutrality and were working overtime to produce enough food to support the growing army, and ten spies had been sent to do a thorough recon of the area surrounding Vykker Labs.
Meanwhile, plants posing as scrubs in Vykker Labs and many major parts of the Cartel were reporting a sudden surge in wildlife populations, despite Glukkon efforts to stamp out all things natural. Creatures across the continent were abondoning ancient mating rhythms to mate as often as possible, and it seemed even the plant species were adjusting, as if to help the animals. Then, their numbers being sufficient, many animals were attacking Glukkon and Vykker installations, working together in a bizzare way. Even the plants seemed to be aggressive, as huge growth spurts were happening among plant colonies, vines gripping buildings, fungi and small trees blocking roadways. Suspicious of this coincidence, Dwight asked The Almighty Raisin if he had anything to do with it, but his response was predictably criptic: "I may have had a hand in it..."
As their goal became more and more attainable with each rising and setting of the sun, the members of the resistance entered an almost trancelike state, knowing with unshakable certainty an inarguable truth: it was going to happen. After countless eons of slavery as an entire race, a change was going to happen.