Sizzle! Sizzle!...
Then her words were like pulling the trigger on a starting gun, and the sound of tearing cloth never ceased thereafter.
"This is my Hamna!"
"Shut up, it's my Hamna!"
The High Priest was suddenly surrounded by the Sosias who he had longed for yet never attained.
The sound once as melodious as a songbird in his ears now transformed into the cacophony of five hundred quacking ducks.
A swarm of "Sosias" tugged at the High Priest, trying to seize his love, his breath, his hair, oh, that's useless, his... flesh!
Tons of Sosias were born so rapidly that they began scrambling inside him even before they could fully form.
"Hamna's heart is mine, a powerful heart that beats for me alone."
"Hamna's lungs are mine, no one else can compete, his breath must be filled with my fragrance."
"Stop, drop that kidney, both of them are mine."
"You're too greedy, do you want to fight?"
"Fight it is, who fears whom?"
