Then it stiffened lifelessly like a dead cicada.
"Gugugu..."
Finally Chugota stopped convulsing and thudded her heads to the ground.
When Celeta approached, Chugota's condition was far beyond serious.
Deep wounds exposing bone, not two but three or more.
Her breath wheezed in and out, and bloody foam dripped from her mouth with each breath.
Terrible obsession.
And that obsession stemmed from the heart wanting to protect offspring.
Even though that offspring wasn't hers but Celeta's.
Though she had only felt hostility toward Chugota.
In this moment, Celeta felt an old emotion again.
It was respect.
Respect for the old queen.
Respect for a mother who had already raised and lost offspring.
Respect...!
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Looking back.
"Saak!"
There was nothing!
Could there be something that can turn invisible like a ghost?
