Alex watched in stunned silence as the old man showed him the sunheart he pulled out from the beast. He narrowed his eyes, a possibility in his heart at the sight of the sunheart. An impossibility.
"Did this beast eat this sunheart?" Alex asked. Even as he asked, he could see that his initial thoughts were the right one.
"No, they did not eat this sunheart. They grew it," the old man said. "These beasts grow their own sunheart, and the only way to harvest them is by killing these beasts."
Alex's suspicions turned out to be correct, and yet he was still very surprised by the revelation. "I… I don't get it. Beasts shouldn't have something like this," he said, wondering if things were different in the desert. There were no sunhearts in the fish after all. "Do they lack a beast core, perhaps? Does their beast core change to become a sunheart?"
