These Bloodscythe Ant larvae fell short of Albert's expectations—whether in speed, sensory acuity, or the damage they could inflict on the human body.
The fanged mouth hidden in his palm snapped open, effortlessly swallowing a larva that blundered straight into it.
A flicker of surprise crossed Albert's face, followed by deeper contemplation.
…These swarming larvae were little more than voluntary snacks delivered straight to Peach.
Albert realized that not long after he and Peach had finished consuming those "high-protein" ant eggs, hunger had already returned—sharp and insistent.
He knew what that meant. His body was burning through energy at an alarming rate, because the gland inside Peach was undoubtedly producing massive quantities of liquid osteoprotein capable of forming spider silk.
