The Harbor Guard across from them cheered, loudly chanting the prince's name and praising their Duke William.
No one noticed the changes slowly taking place in the giant pit.
The scattered flesh within had gradually begun to collapse, but it suddenly stopped. Then, guided by some will, it slowly gathered together.
Mother Goddess believers emerged from every corner. It was impossible to tell whether they had followed [Loving Mother] here or had been hiding there from the very beginning.
Like starving refugees on the verge of death, they rushed forward, scooped up [Loving Mother]'s flesh, and desperately stuffed it into their mouths before swallowing it whole. Sometimes, they crammed in more before they had even finished swallowing.
Like a pack of starving ghosts.
They kept stuffing [Loving Mother]'s flesh into their mouths until their bellies swelled like balloons, growing larger and larger, before exploding with a bang.
Masses of [Loving Mother]'s flesh exploded outward, scattering across the ground. The collapsed, inactive flesh, once expelled from their bodies, gradually began to wriggle again, as though it had come back to life.
More and more Mother Goddess believers arrived. They knelt on the ground and devoured the flesh, while those behind stepped over them, layer upon layer filling the vast pit in the ground.
[Loving Mother] fed Her faithful with flesh and blood.
The believers' bellies exploded one after another. They quickly bled dry and fell amid [Loving Mother]'s flesh, yet their faces bore blissful smiles, like children with full bellies nestled in their mother's embrace.
The Harbor Guard gradually noticed the changes there. Their cheers stopped; the joy still lingering on their faces had not yet faded before it turned into terror.
[Loving Mother] had been slowly dying, but believers kept pouring forth. The more believers fell upon Her body, the