This mother worm, it seemed, was restraining its own desire to devour.
"Swoosh!"
The riotous Opium poppy tree shot out a verdant green leaf.
Like a green blade, it darted toward the mother worm's heart!
The unsuspecting mother worm was struck.
Its hard armored surface was slashed through by the leaf, leaking red fluid as it let out a mournful cry.
Quickly, a group of towering, tank-like Guard Insects surrounded the mother worm.
They screamed as if they wanted the mother worm to leave.
Yet it still refused to depart from this heart-wrenching spot, unwilling to abandon Di's corpse, nor fought back, simply remaining where it was.
Allowing the Opium poppy tree to strike it.
Miss Conch vaguely understood why the mother worm was doing this...
It might have inherited some past memories,
recognizing this as a place of sadness.
The Green Grass Civilization, a beautiful homeland.
It was the native soil, the harbor, the cradle, a place filled with love and hope.
