Chapter 2221
- All eyes were on the Firehawk Grasses. One took note of the time: “It’s almost the time for the grasses to burn…”
- “Poof!” Sure enough, the fresh grasses ignited with smoke and fire. The smoke rose to the sky.
- It was similar to hay being burned. The fire crazily intensified and seemed impossible to extinguish. Everyone held their breath, aware that this was the time when the insects would come out. This was a harvest season of sorts, just not their harvest.