Soft wind blew on the ground and made the tips of the red-gold cloths wobble in the air like a lost soul trying to reach its body.
Fifteen-inch sized Opal ants emerged from the rootlike cracks in the ground and crawled toward the kneeling human.
Death cries shot out when the first set of the ants stopped at the front of Leon's bowed head and died in an instant without getting crunched. The Opal glows in them drifted into Leon's veins like water and channeled deep within his dual heart that had lost its beat.
When the first five ants died, the god heart bounced once, but stopped. It bounced on a triple beat when another fifteen ants lost their Opal glows.
Sharp air blasted the earth beneath Leon's head when both his human heart and the God heart began beating like a sickling now recovering.
His vision was hazy when his eyes cracked open and saw his reflection in his own blood that had pooled beneath him like a mini river. "Dad."
