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- Somewhere behind me, Meg screamed. I turned in time to see her second sword fly from her hand. She collapsed as one of the myrmekes caught her in its mandibles.
- “NO!” I shrieked.
- The ant did not snap her in half. It simply held her—limp and unconscious.
- “Meg!” I yelled again. I strummed the ukulele desperately. “Sweet Caroline!”
- But my voice was gone. Defeating one ant had taken all my energy. (I don’t think I have ever written a sadder sentence than that.) I tried to run to Meg’s aid, but I stumbled and fell. The world turned pale yellow. I hunched on all fours and vomited.
- I have a concussion, I thought, but I had no idea what to do about it. It seemed like ages since I had been a god of healing.
- I may have lay in the mud for minutes or hours while my brain slowly gyrated inside my skull. By the time I managed to stand, the two ants were gone.
- There was no sign of Meg McCaffrey.
- ***
- The Hidden Oracle, Chapter 24
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