Both the taste and the texture disgusted Eiro. The blood and flesh that was clinging to his teeth may as well have been rotten, that's how bad this thing created by the Devil's mana tasted. He crushed its skull with his teeth and used a sort of acidic venom to help break it down so that he didn't have to chew as much, instead just letting the liquidy sludge pour down his throat.
The Devil's body had fallen to the ground, and would probably fall apart into mana soon. It was just an avatar created by the Devil's abilities, so it wasn't like there was particularly much for Eiro to gain through doing this, but even a little was better than nothing. So, before the corpse could break down, Eiro picked it up by its shoulder and pushed the Devil's arm into his mouth, taking bites out of it one after another.
