Obviously not. Whether in form or in the way they survived, they were worlds apart from Bloodscythe Ants.
So why would such creatures be able to live inside the ant queen's body?
Albert was still lost in thought when the animal skeleton that moments ago had been clinging to scraps of flesh was suddenly sucked clean by those baby-faced fish—so clean that not a single drop of marrow remained.
Albert had no doubt that any living creature thrown into this soup-like pool would be torn apart in an instant by these seemingly small piranhas, leaving not even dregs behind.
It was at that moment that God spoke to him: [Get out. Now.]
Albert slowly typed a single "?"
"Sorry," he said, "when you say 'get out,' do you mean becoming extra food for those fish?"
Anyone who had witnessed the process of those piranhas dividing up their nourishment would never be stupid enough to offer themselves up as fresh meat.
